I see. [ Maybe he is used to fighting, then? Vangeance studies Russell for a moment before nodding sympathetically. ] I understand. It must have been frightening, ending up in this strange place without a means to protect yourself.

[ Of course, it says a lot about a child's history if their fear response is to grab a weapon instead of looking to adults. But he gets it. He's not about to pry. ]

But carrying it around like this seems a little dangerous. Would it be alright if I made you something like a scabbard?