"Oh cool, what does it do?" Magnus asks. In a whisper pitched for Galahad's ears only, and lamenting the fact that so far no one he's met here seems to know sign language, which Jack can't understand, he adds, "If you gave your sword up for love, though, you probably shouldn't mention that where certain flying singing swords who happen to currently be my companion can hear. Certain very sharp and very opinionated blades have a lot of feelings about that kind of thing."
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