[Knives, huh.... nice find. A smile curls Ichimatsu's mouth for the first time since they've met, and he mirrors her action by selecting one and running his finger along the blade. It's not sharp enough enough for that action alone to cut him without adding any pressure, but it doesn't look dull beyond functionality, either.]
[Setting his current prize aside on the sand, Ichimatsu carefully sifts through the remaining pile in hopes of finding something a bit more versatile -- and portable -- like a switchblade.]
If that's all you want, you can smash coconuts against a rock. These have plenty of better uses.
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[Setting his current prize aside on the sand, Ichimatsu carefully sifts through the remaining pile in hopes of finding something a bit more versatile -- and portable -- like a switchblade.]
If that's all you want, you can smash coconuts against a rock. These have plenty of better uses.