The gift in his hands is long and slender and it can only be one thing and I hurry over to greet Athos, a little bit unable to believe what he's brought. "Is that..." I start to ask before looking back at him and starting to smile. "Is that a sword? A knife?"

It's not as long as the sword I've used to practice with Porthos and Athos but it's definitely longer than the throwing knives I've used. Abnegation restraint keeps me from falling on his gift to take a closer look.

"Thank you for coming, though."