[ Where Molly is serious Rokurou is still honestly perplexed. Something else? For other people maybe. But for him? Even mulling over it a few times in his head it just does not make sense. Commitment to his path and the lack of interest in self-introspection do not make considering anything else easy. ]

Hmm ... I'm good at cutting too. That's still with a sword, though.

[ From the semi-serious way he suggests that as his other good thing, he's genuine, and not making a joke. Only semi because the alcohol has him smiling. It warms him from head to toe, finally in full swing after downing a few cans in quick succession. The harder stuff is for sipping. Whatever this stuff is, it is for chugging (he will change his mind about this later). ]

I don't mind it, I like fighting. The way of the sword is really fun. [ he blinks, and then flexes his fingers, ] Dunno what m'gonna do without my swords now! I'm really in trouble, hahaha.