Sorey falters, hand dipping for a moment before he squares his shoulders and lifts it again. "Maybe that's the attitude, but you're speaking to me, aren't you? And you have things you like, and things you don't like. You're not just a-a knife or a sword, so if it's okay...I'd rather think of us as partners." Which is definitely not typical Abbey protocol, but it's not as if he'll get punished for being a weirdo who cares too much about his tools, right? Nobody will care.