The thief shrugged. "Xenothium? Yeah." He held out his hand, and all three daggers vanished in a puff of red smoke. Only one dagger reappeared in his hand, which he then clipped to his belt. "These things? Still working on that."

He looked her over. Nice outfit... very nice. He could get used to this one. "Dare I ask what WMD they gave you? Something tells me it's not gonna be a pretty ribbon."

Mostly because that's what they gave Mami.