((The blade is located on the one you are on, so you can get to it. Gonna grab a shower, brb))
The blade was standard length, as only the visible side of it shined from being polished. The other side which was face down was raw, as if it was just forged, and left forgotten. It was dull and lacked a handle of any kind, however both of those could easily be subbed in if one wished to do so.
"Are you okay?" He asked her as he pulled a cup from his own pocket. Made of tin, the cup was beaten and battered, parts of it towards the top torn revealing jagged sharp edges. He poured some of the tea into his own cup and took a sip of the steaming beverage.