[ It's true enough that he doesn't make the obvious joke about relatives. But when Vex mentions her brother's knife, he responds.]

Oh, don't worry. Discretion is my favorite part of valor.

[ His lips are sealed. He takes the knife and gets to work— he's used to cleaning off his wire, so it doesn't take him too long, with the help of the dagger. He's wearing gloves, which he'll probably have to replace after doing this, but that's what a bounty is for, right?

(He's a little glad he knows a spell that removes most poisons. ]

Do you think we should try to save this? [ The goop. ] We could maybe sell it to the institute.