"Doctor Watson," she greets in return, "it's always a nice day here, it's kind of annoying."

She indicates towards the bag near her feet, "I'm trying to figure out how this works. I got it from the sundries store, one of the little gifts, ehn? I thought it was like a bunch of swords, but watch this-" she leans down to unzip the bag. Inside is just the one sword, which she withdraws. The scabbard is ornate and floral, with what appears to be medieval heraldry on it, and the blade within is equally decorated on the steel, with words etched on both sides. 'I am El Cid’s colada, who was made in the year one thousand forty' on one, and 'Hail Mary full of grace, the Lord is with me' on the other, both in Latin. Oddly, the sword is only sharp on one side.

"Every time I open the bag, it's a different sword. It's cool, ehn?"