Skulduggery tilts his head. "Just don't tell them I gave you the means to lethal weaponry." He's in enough hot water as it is.

"Of course. It's a gift well-earned, and I can't imagine anyone else making better use of it." A sword-based moral compass? He can't think of a more Darcy-coded gift than that. "May it always leave your blade sharp enough to cut through bone." Never know when she'll need to do that, moving forward.