This time it's Akihiko's turn to stare and wonder if that's a great idea.

"O-okay, but... I can handle lightning just fine." He's got it in his blood... And he's starting to get the notion that this place has done something to up the ante, with his affinity to storms. (So his new, pointed ears aren't just for show, or feeling awkward about.)

Still, Akihiko reaches out and takes the offered sword. He's never really done much with these weapons, never spent a lot of time holding one; that's always been the specialty for other teammates. But he can guess roughly how to go about holding the blade. And how to point it skywards while digging his feet into the roof.

"About as braced as I can, for whatever happens next."