She paints a smile, hoping to have the courage to take it out of her imagination.
A staff, a bow, something that must have two different interchangeable functions.
She has already decided to talk with Masato, but since they are heading to their ultimate enemy, she would have had
to think on her own and decide instantly, before the final battle. She has no idea what they would
find, once they'll get there.
In her bag, a notebook full of scribbles and ideas, one of which seems the most plausible. She just
needs to make it real, and pray that it works. She must be positive.