"Inigo! 'Tis good to see you!" Q'uila matches Inigo smile for smile as she gestures to her desk that holds her open notebook and a plain sword like the ones that have slowly been appearing in the train's armoury.

"I have indeed had a think and I have applied some enchantments to this sword so you can see if you would like them affixed to your own sword," She picks up the sword and holds the hilt towards him, "Take it and see!"

When Inigo grasps the hilt, the sword warms and in a few moments a gauntlet of rock has formed around his hand and up towards his elbow.