The sound of the spinning staff was a welcome sound, a bright arc of sound to his senses. It seemed like ages since he had heard anything that encouraging. He held the staff as best as he could before giving it an experimental spin. It was weighted well but his hands were shaky.

Maybe him fighting would be plan B. Or C. It was difficult to tell which plan they were on at this point. "I don't mind telling you, I'd feel better about it if I could do any damage."