As Fakir approached with the sword in hand, Ahiru turned to see what he'd chosen. It looked an awful lot like the other swords in the shop to her, but she figured Fakir saw something that she didn't. Though, when she thought about it, the new sword looked a little like his old one. And that was a good thing, now that she wasn't on the receiving end of it anymore.

"It looks like a good one," she said, regardless of whether or not she could really tell.

"Ah!" she squawked, realizing that she was still holding two plushies in her hand. The man had said that the duck would be a gift (which was very kind of him!), so she ought to put the tutu-clad mouse plushie back on the self. So the scurried over to the plushie rack and stood up on her tiptoes in order to place the mouse doll back where it came from.