"I thiiiink some of the team leaders have some weapons from their worlds they can loan out? But mostly people seem to have brought their own weapons! Like some people have swords, some people have guns, someone once had a bow and arrow..."

His own gasp and excitement is contagious and Cherry smiles - not that she really needs much encouragement. She giggled at the idea of shooting fireballs out of her hands and shakes her head no enthusiastically.

"No, no! No fireballs out of my hands. I can shoot a big laser out of my hands once I've built up enough chakra, though!!" The giggles subsided, though her grin did not. The way she sort of straightens up a little, the way her ears position themselves - she seems confident, maybe a little proud. "I've trained as a monk! My fists and my feet are my weapons!" She brings her knuckles together as she says it as if to make a point.

She knew this wasn't the flashy answer he was probably hoping for, but she saw it more that she did not need a crutch when it came to fighting. If you fought with a sword you could be disarmed, if you used a gun you could run out of ammunition - and then what? It's a little more work to relieve someone of their hands and feet.