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[prontissimo]

[ Alberto's eyes widen once more at the sight of the sword as Lan Wangji offers it to him. He takes in the swirling designs, hesitating half a second to take it from Lan Wangji's hands. But when he does, he holds it gently but firmly with both hands, and draws it quickly but carefully. His gaze follows his hand on the hilt, watching the silver edge expose itself, until it's fully unsheathed, and he pauses to marvel at it. He's never held a nice weapon — or, well, really, anything nice like this... There's something austere in the air in this moment that even Alberto can't tune out of it, pausing to examine it. His eyes dart up to Lan Wangji's uncertainly, but after a beat, he readjusts the sword in his hands, and begins testing its weight with cautious swings side to side, up and down. He's not really sure how to test out a sword, he realizes now that the awe is starting to settle. He can trust his gut feeling all he wants, but he has no real knowledge of what qualities he should be looking for in a weapon. After those couple slow, aimless slices through the air, his eyes following his blade, he turns back to Lan Wangji with a tentative tone tugging his voice. ]

Um— What am I looking for, exactly...?