Was Frau waiting for him to sheathe his claws before he put his own weapon away? Regardless, it was interesting to watch: the scythe vanished into his arm as though he'd never had it out in the first place, with only the slightest pause before turning back to their conversation.

Faintly distracted, it took Warsman a moment to answer. "... ah... I see," he answered quickly, trying to catch up to the conversation as he lifted his eyes from Frau's arm. "Well, it's not quite the strangest power I've ever seen before. I guess I don't really need to ask if you'll be alright for the rest of the night, do I?"