"Ah, but get what job done? That's my question for you." I'Karis put his arm around Cormac's shoulder, and walked with him a few paces. "You see kid, I could sell these and get a lovely price for them. But, I can see potential in you. But for what though? I wonder... Actually, no, no I don't; not really. But I owe that guy there," he pointed to Astien, "A veeeeerrryy big favor. You're his new guard, assistant, whatever, so helping you would be helping him. Still, I am a businessman, so I could still sell them to you for a large price and he'd understand."
"But, what can I say, I got a soft spot for young kids looking to find their place in life. I'll give these to you, but you use them for something that means something to YOU. Use them to kill wicked people, use them to steal stuff, use them to go on a killing spree, I HONESTLY don't care, so long as you do something that matters to you. I'll give these to you, no charge, completely free, no strings attached, but promise me you'll use them for something that matters." He extended the daggers to Cormac, but as he reached for them, he pulled them away quickly. "And promise to NEVER use them against me."
(Gotta go, time to sleep. Be back on after work tomorrow.
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