"Threads of Fate or strings that connect souls or something?"

He turns the spool in his fingers. "Sewing was never my thing. I can cook a little on a good day. I can drag around some corpses and micromanage and that's about what I got."

He never thought he'd miss the smog city but here he is.

"...Hey, I've got a sword too so I respect the convenience but I also got a pocketknife." He holds that out to Than. "That way you don't have to go overkill with the cutting there."