He's taken aback by the sudden hug. He can't remember the last time he'd hugged anyone and it's awkward at first but after a second, he pats her back gently and lets her pull away when she wants. His eyes, however, narrow at her words. He recognizes that tone. She's leading him somewhere with that. "No. There's something else, but I can't put my finger on it."
He watches her turn the knife over in her hands. "You might be surprised at the amount of evil things that can be killed only with a mixture of silver and bronze," he responds, nodding to the knife and keeping his eyes on her.