Garren similarly covers the mouth of his mask with his tiny gloved hands, a small gasp escaping him.

Tachibana blinks once. Then blinks again. Before a small huff of amusement escapes him and he shakes his head, leaning down to pick up the stick. "You need to make sure you have a solid grip on it, when you're wielding something like this," he gently admonished Mini with a faint smile. "Garren, you can show him how, right?"

The tiny armored pog nodded enthusiastically, flashing a victory sign before reaching out to take the stick from his Slammer to demonstrate.