Ana nearly rolled her eyes. Boys and their toys, after all... Carefully hanging the gown back up, she reached back behind the clothing to pull out one of her blades. This one was a small dagger, meant specifically to be concealed on a woman's body. It, too, was edged in silver, and she gently pulled it from its sheath.

"These weapons are all live, although none have seen action for some time, now," she explained. "This one was given to me by the man who sired me, he insisted I learn how to use it." There. That was as close to the truth as she could make it without giving away her secret.

Putting the dagger back, she pulled out a slender, finely made sword.

"The person who made this sword has long since passed away, but all who knew him called him the finest craftsman in the field. This blade was one of his best works."

One by one, she told Bain about her weaponry, carefully skirting around exactly when she acquired each piece. Once she had put away the last throwing knife, she turned back to him.

"Was there anything else you had questions about?"