[ At first she just stares at him for a second. ] ... I meant like a pocketknife or something. Why would you bring an entire sword to a prom? [ Y'KNOW WHAT - ] Nevermind. Look.
[ And she's just going to run her palm along the sharp edge of the blade and SLICE IT OPEN.
Watch it as it starts to heal, even so much that the blood slowly sucks back into her veins.