"Actually I wanted to give ya a little bit of that other thing."
He reaches in his pocket, metal jangles strangely melodically, and he pulls out a strip of the alloy.
"This is yaka. It's the stuff my arrow is made out of. An' it's only formed on my homeworld. We call it the 'livin' metal' because it listens. It knows. Run the right energy into it, and gravity means nothin' to it."
He holds it out.
"Since y'all was searchin' for a place to go to but never made it, I figured I'd bring a li'l' bit of it to you. For makin' it easier on me when I first showed up."
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He reaches in his pocket, metal jangles strangely melodically, and he pulls out a strip of the alloy.
"This is yaka. It's the stuff my arrow is made out of. An' it's only formed on my homeworld. We call it the 'livin' metal' because it listens. It knows. Run the right energy into it, and gravity means nothin' to it."
He holds it out.
"Since y'all was searchin' for a place to go to but never made it, I figured I'd bring a li'l' bit of it to you. For makin' it easier on me when I first showed up."