[He has Sei's sword at his waist too now, so club of other people's swords, yeah!! Sorry, Noct, you're not invited.

He places the knife back in his coat. Honestly, even though nobody checks, at least with Simon dead, he can now leave it in his room before trials. (He really didn't trust Simon.)]

Well, we need all the help we can get, considering how incompetent all of us are. But you really are a goody-two-shoes, aren't you? Asking something like that for a reward...