Ru raises an eyebrow as Tyrien bequeaths a weapon at the mention of it by the young paladin. He considers a moment, then shrugs as if dismissing whatever thought he had.
"Sadly, about the only thing I'm very good at throwing are these," he says producing several shuriken held between his fingers, then just as quickly returning them to whatever places he has securing them within his armor. "I'm sure it's good to know that some zombies explode, though I will admit part of me wishes I was still ignorant on that score."