Squall doesn't touch his food yet, still absently sipping his drink. He raises his eyebrows at the description of power suits.

"Suits he wears...?" That sounds really unrealistic, Seifer. He moves away from Seifer so he can place the sketch between them. Then he starts pointing at a few different areas of the grip, explaining the adjustments to adapt to his particular fighting style. A little bit of a curve on the handle where his hand would sit, raising it slightly in others.

He's matter-of-fact about it but there's no hiding the enthusiasm he has for their shared weapon. Why didn't they talk about it more before? He only remembers some bickering about their individual preferences and rare as those were, they also still mostly one-sided. Did they discuss it when they were younger? He can't remember.