off the old block, etc.
The relic reignited wonders.
"You know what I never had?"
"A sense of proportion?" Nia snarks. Minoth ignores her, fingering the trigger of his freshly-polished guns.
"A Photon Chip. Never found one, back in Torna."
"So, go down to Morytha and buy one," Mythra says unhelpfully. "You've got the money."
When Minoth rolls her a deadpan look, she relents, "Just kidding! Got one right here for you - Pyra thought to take it when we got your new Core."
Smiling softly, Minoth fits the offering into his weapon. "And if I recall correctly, that makes these..."
"Gunknives of Origin." Fangs appear. "Stay out of it!"