[ You can stab somebody! with your hands!! Messy doesn't matter as long as it's outside his office, but hm, let's see. ]
I'm not supposed to arm my students, technically... [ Not even technically. He's not supposed to do this, period. ] But what happens in this room stays here. You did not receive this from me.
[ He gets off his desk and walks around back where he opens one of the larger desk drawers, rummaging with the sound of metal on metal until he finds what he's looking for and sets it on top of the desk before Dito's hands. It's a dagger, somewhat hefty for its size, with a blade that remains ice cold regardless of how long it's held. ]
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[ You can stab somebody! with your hands!! Messy doesn't matter as long as it's outside his office, but hm, let's see. ]
I'm not supposed to arm my students, technically... [ Not even technically. He's not supposed to do this, period. ] But what happens in this room stays here. You did not receive this from me.
[ He gets off his desk and walks around back where he opens one of the larger desk drawers, rummaging with the sound of metal on metal until he finds what he's looking for and sets it on top of the desk before Dito's hands. It's a dagger, somewhat hefty for its size, with a blade that remains ice cold regardless of how long it's held. ]
Give me a good show, and it's yours to keep.