"Oh- no, my God just has a real thing about demons. Like- it's a long story but it's a whole thing. Necromancers are... case by case basis. 'I do shit involving ghosts', fine, 'I exploit the dead for my own purposes', not fine."

On Darcy's side of the paper, she starts sketching out a couple of shapes for knives, face wrinkling in concentration.

"Gonna be honest, I just got here so I'm not exactly getting any of these jewel-encrusted, but honestly the kitchen knives are more important. We can talk price but the big ones are these three-" she taps under three of the shapes, "multipurpose knife, cleaver, and paring. And I want a convex grind or as close as you can get it on the multipurpose one. I can bring them back here for sharpening, ehn?"