( She handles it carefully when she removes it from the scabbard - in her hand it's apparent he may well be correct, not clumsy but a little strained. )

I have a smaller dagger, ( after a moment, looking up from it. ) It is a frivolous-looking thing, but deceptive. My husband set upon it enchantments - its blade never dulls.

( And it is wickedly sharp. If Marius had been reluctant to give her the tools by which to free herself of him, he'd been equally reluctant to leave her utterly helpless in his absence. )