[He asks this in the gourmand guild. Which both are still completely unaware of the terrors of, but still. There is an irony even if Noct can't put a finger on why.]

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[He seems to ponder this for a second.] You know, I have no idea. Never really studied daemons other than on the field, in combat, where they were very adamant in trying to kill me and my friends. Normally they take it slow, luring you in before doink. [He makes a stabbing notion with his right hand to punctuate it.] There goes your kidney. As for the laser swords, it's really weird. One minute it's just a knife like any Tonberry has. The next, they're spinning in the air like gravity just don't care and the knife's a laser sword.

And I wouldn't know. Haven't run into one here, yet. [To which Ignis and Prompto were likely very thankful for, he thinks. Considering his penchant for wandering off to the nearest fishing hole...]