It's a beautiful device. He watches it materialize in the woman's hand, eyes captured by the way the light dances across it. It's not quite like Stands, he thinks. Stands are a part of someone after all. And yet in a sense, it is. A stand removed from another, will only work with a new user if they deem them acceptable.

(Thinking about how Weather Report has done that for him is...odd.)

Light and Darkness dance in his thoughts, and Emporio nods to convey that he's understood the explanation so far. It's still very different...but it sounds... "It sounds like...a keyblade is something with its own soul, almost," he admits, blinking at the device.

He nods though, as he thinks of seeing the other forms. It could be nice. A chance to better know each other. "...I'd...I'd like that. Yeah."