Instead of putting away the Black Revolver, Kael kept holding it in his hand and kept trying to remember its touch.
'I must improve the control of the Black Revolver, and thus, the easiest way is to make it seem like it is just another part of my body.
'Thus, the only solution I have is to keep holding the Black Revolver and never let it go, until it becomes an extension of myself.'
He then turned his attention to the rubber bullet and took it into his other hand—he kept rubbing it against his palm—as he also tried to get an understanding of its touch.
'To learn how to craft different kinds of bullets, I need to imagine how the bullet feels to the touch, how it would look, and how it feels to shoot it.
'Because of Willow, I already know all those things, and maybe that's how she wanted it to be—to see whether I could figure it out by myself.
'If she really wanted to keep the rubber bullet all to herself, she would've never challenged me to the Play Fight otherwise.
