Henry's hand remained where it was for another moment, and then he let out a little sigh and relaxed, letting his hand fall back to his side. "Sorry. Last time a guy knew who I was before I knew him, not counting anything vortex-related, was back home with Walter." He stuck his hand in his pocket to keep it from wandering back to the bag with the crossbow in it.
He glanced around, impressed at all the fine weaponry in the place, before Solvei's comment caught his attention. "Magnetic chalk?" He moved to stand next to her to allow himself a better view. "Can't say as I have. I've heard of it, but I always figured it was like those gimmicky x-ray glasses advertised in the backs of comic books."