The blade is nice, too. He's missed his collection of them since coming to Baedel. Like the smooth bastard he is, he wrings the water out of his socks and lets his feet rest in cool, wet sand.

"Is it safe? The river? I came to check, but if you use it-" live in it? "-I would suppose that you would be able to tell more efficiently than I could."

Whatever adjusting to the situation that was needed? He is apparently done with.