[The hour of his victory is nigh. One that she is only capable of passively allowing at best, and instead, worse, in some ways... she is assisting in it. But without him leaving this place with that Bell... Meridian cannot reclaim it. It makes a sick sort of sense to a woman prepared to risk everything to return to her world.

But now... the time has come. Even without her help, now, it would be easy for him to widen that gap and shimmy out. But even though she had sworn she would see the dagger eventually put back in Amos' hand...

Now...]

... I would ask that you allow me to keep it when you leave with the Object.

[She does not want to beg him. But she does lower her head slightly, knowing that she is asking something he has no need nor particular incentive to give her. Likely, he would not even entertain the idea, and she would not even be able to blame him, because the rules of engagement in her world, how warriors should treat other warriors... very few of the shardbearers seemed to understand it. But-]

I will still return it. I swear that I will.