While the mouse talked, Dragomir got really pisssed.
Just a talking sword?! Let me at her, kid.
Matthias began to carefully remove the strap from Dragomir.
Okay, man, he told the sword telepathically. Just get the knife away from my throat. Don't kill her or anyone else. Because if you do, I swear I'll tell the other Keepers.
Fine... but you owe me.
Dragomir leapt from the holster, knocked away the knife, and tripped the girl. Matthias caught her.
"Now," he said, "maybe we should stop trying to kill each other and work together instead?"