"S-Sunshine. Right. Okay." [i]The name "Sunshine" snapped Ella out of her trance, and she resumed her natural happiness and turned towards Damien. She reached onto her not-too armored back, drawing the carbon blade of her katana. Writing was engraved upon the blade, and for only a moment, one could see what was upon it:[/i] [u][i]In memory of Lawrence Isaac Cameron, my father and creator..[/i][/u] [i]She grasped the steel hilt, her fingers wrapping around the leather that surrounded the thin grip of the weapon while her hands found themselves under a guard that was of course, between the handle and blade. She held the sword horizontally, the blade aimed towards her right side as she began approaching.[/i] "...Uh...Good luck, I...guess."