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It's no trouble. [Eliot assured him, though it was a bad habit of his to push himself to his limits for his friends and patients. It was easy for him to disregard his own health so he could accomplish more.

Unbeknownst to him, another sword lay propped up against his bag, Hadhafang. But Eliot is distracted by the sight of Thorir's sword, it seems there is weaponry appearing all around them.]

I'm sure with practice you'll be able to wield it with more ability. [Eliot commented thoughtfully as he watched Thorir for a moment before glancing at Gabriel.]