why do you think they need sharpening the surfaces dont even dent
[They scratched. A little. Still took effort. Once Cloud came into the room, he'd see the most noticeable of Cayde's blade handiwork on the side wall where tally marks for each assumed day have been made.]
You can come in, I'm decent.
[Cayde doesn't look up from where he sits at the edge of the bed and the latest knife he's honing. It's smaller than the one he usually keeps at his belt, and there's four others sitting on the top of the drawers.]
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the surfaces dont even dent
[They scratched. A little. Still took effort. Once Cloud came into the room, he'd see the most noticeable of Cayde's blade handiwork on the side wall where tally marks for each assumed day have been made.]
You can come in, I'm decent.
[Cayde doesn't look up from where he sits at the edge of the bed and the latest knife he's honing. It's smaller than the one he usually keeps at his belt, and there's four others sitting on the top of the drawers.]
Everything all right?