Otoha doesn't even seem to hear the noise, just glances towards the door. He doesn't want someone to see him falling apart. He can't deal with this. He wants to leave, but his legs won't respond to his desperate urge to flee.

His voice is low when he finally speaks. "... A weapon isn't afraid of anything. Chipped, cracked, back to the blacksmith. Use until it breaks. Reforge. Break more." His hand trembles slightly and he clenches it into a fist. "... Just kill..."