But targets could only be hit when struck. A sheathed knife did no good; to get what you wanted, there was the requirement to reach for it.

"I am a very good thing regardless," Liliana declared with questionable veracity. "I would never leave you to the mercies of dull prose." Drip drip drip. The sound of water droplets hitting not more water, nor floor, but flesh. "If there is a way that I can further assist..." He could practically hear the slow smile that curved her lips. "It would be my most sincere pleasure do so."