Damen listened carefully, fully aware that this was information he would need to know. He wondered if the same rules applied for carrying a sword, though he had yet to see a single person bearing said weapons in public. At least outside that one Halloween day where, as Damen had come to understand, they were nothing more than accessories to costumes.

'You don't strike me as a man particularly interested in legality,' Damen remarked with a small bit of amusement.

In truth, the idea was slightly unnerving. Damen had lived his life intent on order and rules, firmly adhering to right versus wrong. The man before him was a killer, highly trained, but not a soldier. Still, he had saved Damen's life and Laurent's as well. For that, if nothing else, Damen knew he could be trusted.

'Do I need to acquire my own weapon?'