"It's a dagger," she jumped back into the conversation a little more sullenly, given his amusement at her answers. Not too sullenly; getting to discuss a movie was something she'd cling to regardless of his attitude, and he was at least interested. She'd forgive his apparent immunity to criticism. For now. "The less famous uncle says it's from an old story about an evil king, but the hero doesn't think so."
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