[Freud would be so proud. Rosalind waits until he's done laughing, then holds up the dagger she'd picked out. It's small, but well suited for someone of her stature.]

Good. Then you can show me how to use this properly.

I can slit a throat if I need to, and thanks to you even throw a proper punch, but if that was me ambushed, I'm not so certain I would have gotten out of it.