Ah, well. I have one. [ he does, and shows it to her, pulling it from his belt and twirling it slowly in his uplifted hand. it's a haphazardly made one, broken from a frozen pipe, curved about the edges. but its tip is long and dangerously sharp. he studies it a second, then turns back to his screen with a helpless shrug. ] If only you could borrow it.
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