[ She takes a few more moments to study the craftsmanship, unsheathing the blade and checking the metal. There's still a smile on her face, features lighting up in a way that...well, improves his mood, somewhat. He tries not to think about it.
The knife gets sheathed once more and she sets the blade back into its box with care. ]
Found it. [ And he'd honestly been a little surprised to find something that had such perfect proportions for her. Small enough to be hidden easily, sharp enough to get any job done. Because he had wanted assurance that when she stuck someone, it wasn't going to be like hacking away. A dull knife is a painful way to go but slow and useless in a fight.
He settles in with his waffles as well, leaning forward in his chair so he doesn't drop anything. ]
The shopkeep mentioned it should go to someone who knew how to use it.
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Date: 2021-01-10 04:46 pm (UTC)The knife gets sheathed once more and she sets the blade back into its box with care. ]
Found it. [ And he'd honestly been a little surprised to find something that had such perfect proportions for her. Small enough to be hidden easily, sharp enough to get any job done. Because he had wanted assurance that when she stuck someone, it wasn't going to be like hacking away. A dull knife is a painful way to go but slow and useless in a fight.
He settles in with his waffles as well, leaning forward in his chair so he doesn't drop anything. ]
The shopkeep mentioned it should go to someone who knew how to use it.
[ And she certainly does. ]