[Eleven nods and tosses the scabbard into a corner piled with other, useless things that had cluttered the study before its function had been stripped and repurposed.]
Take good care of it.
[It has a twin blade, after all. But he's sure by the look on Xie Lian's blood-specked face that he will. A part of him is quietly pleased he's taken so well to it.
Eleven takes a moment to look him over more thoroughly, peering at the patches of blood he's relatively certain don't belong to the man himself, but best to be sure]
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Take good care of it.
[It has a twin blade, after all. But he's sure by the look on Xie Lian's blood-specked face that he will. A part of him is quietly pleased he's taken so well to it.
Eleven takes a moment to look him over more thoroughly, peering at the patches of blood he's relatively certain don't belong to the man himself, but best to be sure]
..You aren't injured?