"I'm hoping I won't need something that big," Lambert grimaces slightly, frowning. He will, however, pick up the knife to examine it, feeling the weight and heft of it in his hand. It still doesn't feel right, exactly, but ... it's comforting.

Which is probably a bad sign. Knives shouldn't be comforting, ever, except to certain kinds of people and Lambert is pretty sure (hoping) he isn't that kind.

"All right, then. I guess I'll take this." Hopefully she doesn't ask why he needs it, but... "What are the inscriptions for?"