[sylvain gives in rather suspiciously easily, considering how he's been ragging on him since they arrived, but he too will accept this change at face value.]

I know a few. They're not soul-forged, obviously, [that's above both their pay grades at this point] but they work.

[he draws the stygian blade, holding the blade in the flat of his palm so sylvain can take a look at it. it's already got quite a bit of damage, even though it's clearly well-maintained. there's a nick in the blade about two-thirds up it.]

See, look. It's already falling apart.

[felix, sword otaku, is judging. he sheaths it again, and begins drawing out the other.]

Even you'll recognize this one, though.

[he displays it the same as the other, and gives sylvain a look that says he BETTER know it if he wants to stay friends. at least the sword of moralta is a very distinct shape?]