There's already a lot in this world that's unbelievable. What would make dynamite bubbles fake?

[And now that he's said that, he likes the idea of making balloons or bubbles that are actually bombs. They'd look so unassuming, and they'd be so dangerous. He pulls out a pen from his pocket and writes a note on his hand so he won't forget to jot it down and experiment with it later on the training grounds.

The clapping catches him off guard and he seems surprised at her reaction. It makes him flounder a bit awkwardly, not accustomed to any recognition or gratitude. It's always felt very small, but her enthusiasm is flattering. He blushes softly and shakes his head.]

It's... it's not a big deal.

[Not impressive, please stop acting like it is. His modesty can't handle it.]