Erichthonios taps his chin. As far as he knows, it couldn't be that hard to swap from one melee weapon to another. "Did you happen to bring them with you when you arrived here? I've not seen a great plethora of weapons available for trade. ..Or .. ah. ..."

"Sale,"Guilmon helpfully prompts, getting more comfortable.

"Sale, yes." Accursed currencies! Why not just give away useful things?! "If you'd like, you could come with us while we poke around. The more eyes the better, and it should be reasonably safe for your little friend." That stage, they can't really fight yet can they?