[One day he'll understand....... the magic or the curse of the Industrial Revolution (slightly isekai'd).]

Must be a pain to have to keep all this around just in case you have to get into a fight and all.

[He examines all of these closer since he's now shimmied into the room. He's committed. Slightly committed. It's not like there's all that much else to do tonight other than whatever he'll get up to once he's no longer hanging around other folks.

(He also wonders what he'd do with one arm? He'd probably just add a few more arms and maybe go full Thousand-Arms Deity. That seems to be the best way to go, if you think about it. No installation time.)]

... Maybe you can add more if you ask around.