Returning the grin, Yazoo came to a stop beside Kadaj and fought back the urge to roll his eyes when he noticed his brother looking him over. It wasn’t like he didn’t do the same thing when it came to Kadaj and Loz, so he simply ignored it and nodded his head. “Oh, don’t worry. They’re paying for it alright,” he said with a small smirk. “I left them out there to fight those things on they’re own. I hate that I’m missing all the fun, though.”

His eyes went to Roy at the other man’s words and fought back a snort. After all, it wasn’t his fault those monsters decided to target him rather than some other unsuspecting patient out roaming the halls. However, he wasn’t about to make some snide remark at the alchemist’s tone. No, he’d get a weapon first, then snark off… maybe.

There was a sound of metal clinking against metal as he handed over the makeshift bag full of scalpels, at the same time explaining what kind of weapon he wanted. “Perhaps some type of blade for now; maybe a dagger or two,” he explained in an offhand manner. “I’d ask for a firearm, but ammunition would be nonexistent until I gather more materials and find an alchemist to make some for me.” Looks like his time spent in the game room mulling over a good weapon had been well spent. Even though he’d have to get used to using a blade, he’d rather be armed now as opposed to having to wait on bullets for a gun.