[Owain gasps audibly, his eyes growing wide as he gets a look at Takatora's sword. It's unlike any he's ever seen, and he's seen a lot of swords. It's also awesome.

He recovers his composure quickly, though. It wouldn't do to slip out of character while making a first impression on a fellow great warrior.]

Glorious... A glorious name for a glorious weapon! I can see you took great care in choosing it, for it resonates with the blade's very soul! --Especially the "Dragon" part.

[Always eager for an excuse to show off his own sword, he draws it and raises it high above his head, making sure the metal catches the light. It looks more heroic that way.] Behold my own bosom companion, the legendary demon blade Mystletainn!