Usopp winced at the remark, although it wasn't particularly harsh, and looked over Kabuto one more time before looking back at Scourge haplessly. "It's the great slingshot, Kabuto." How did you explain that you were a sharpshooter, and just sort of happened to have specialized in a ranged weapon that wasn't pistols or even rifles? The main reason he'd always stuck with that, the ability to create his own ammunition which was better than a lead ball but needed more careful firing, was gone now. Maybe outside he'd find some large enough rocks. Pulling back the slingshot in mime, Usopp tried again. "See, it's a weapon. Look, it's just mine, you know?"

Putting his free hand up helplessly for a short shrug again, Usopp gestured to the hallway and beyond. "I'm heading outside. If you don't wanna go, and don't understand what I'm talking about, sorry. You can get mad at me when we get to the doors, I guess."

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