[ He doesn't miss that flare of caution. Vangeance hesitates for a moment before attempting a gentle smile; it still comes out a little distant, but the effort is there. ]

It's no trouble.

[ He's not the type to force anything upon a child, but it just doesn't sit well with him to know a young teen's wandering around with a kitchen knife out in the open. ]

And it won't take long. [ A soft laugh as he turns the knife over in his hands. ] I'm no craftsman, so it won't be terribly flattering to look at. But I'm sure you wouldn't want to accidentally hurt yourself or anyone else.