"Either that is a gun in your pocket, or you are simply one of these fabled well endowed men that I keep hearing about. Kinda like dragons, or a non-religious member of the Imperium."
She waggled her eyebrows, made a silly face, and hoped he would interpret it as her sense of humor making itself known in an overly obvious fashion.
"Sharp? I think a sharp blade or a blunt blade will still get the job done. It could be a messy factor. If you're not on your guard, then it's messy. If you are prepared, then it's like a clinical cut. Clean, and unlikely to get all icky."
She make a face at that too. Flutter was an expressive girl that had an over active imagination that got her into a lot of trouble. More than she could handle, but all of her own doing no doubt.