[loooow whistle, and she waits until he's put the blade away before she leans back and takes a sip of her soup right outta the bowl before nodding once as she sets it down.]

A sword would have been cool, but that looks good enough to get by. [It reassures her, somehow, to know that he's got some means of defense.] Well, that's good. Ah, I'm so nosy and you're so full of secrets! I'd say I'll stop bothering you, but I don't like to lie.