[...Heh. You know what, Lif's fine with leaving it at that; he'll gladly take the sword back and keep it in his hands. It's been so long, and yet it's weight feels familiar in his hands.

It's...nice, in a way Lif never expected it to feel nice again. Maybe this is what freedom feels like.]

...Very well. I shall consider it as such.

[Lif's not...good at this, but--]

Do try to find a way to stay in contact, if you are able. I imagine you will be busy, but I would like to hear from you, every now and again.