"You might wanna stick by someone who's got a little range on their weapons," Mobius says, casually, like this is all perfectly normal and not whittling away at their sanity.

Because he's noticed Strange sticking by him in particular when they're out. Which is flattering, yes, but is it practical?

He doesn't have a whetstone, and he normally would clean off his sword with a little more care than simply sluicing blood both dried and fresh with whatever scrap of not-moldy fabric he can get his hands on. It's going to have to last until whatever the hell they need to find is found.

"Seeing as neither one of us is going to be using a gun, and I never learned bows in my training."