[DON'T PICKPOCKET HIM there's nothing in his pockets but lint and sorrow.

"YOU'RE WELCOME" SHE'S A FUCKING WEIRDO HELP. She truly would fit right in with swords, probably. A nosy sword.]

I can't say that I disagree with that. Learning new things... It's been a benefit in many ways. [He's also a fucking weirdo who phrases things freakishly, so it's fine, it's fine. He GUESSES she's right about equal trade, too. Fortunately(??) he won't mourn the loss of his vampire goth clothes wardrobe; since she's admitted to no longer being a human, she no longer falls into the category of people (just regularass humans) that he feels most wary around.]

I have lost my sword.