and when the waters slow down

"You know, back in my day they called us Blades."

"Back in your day? You're trying that hogwash again?"

Minoth ignored Triton's tired outburst, pensive.

"I don't have to carry my guns around in the holsters. I could summon them new every time. But, it takes a lot out of me. Same goes for a bigger weapon - the tradeoff is in the complexity."

"That so?"

"The weapon fades, but the body stays. You see how much of a farce that is, amidst their endless war?"

"Ye worry too much, Minoth."

"And ye, my friend," Minoth returned pointedly, "don't worry enough."