Aincrad raises his eyebrow then snickers grinning, breaking character and taking them. "Oh I have the perfect idea for this." Grabbing a handful he stands straight up again and coughs getting back into character. "For he shall forever taste the dry humour," with that he crushes the dry crackers over Hisa's head tossing crumbs all over him, "of the deadly Yang, whose teasing is as dry as these crackers."
