“Now call them,” Noctus said. “I don’t know their names – don’t they have names?” “Yes, but you don’t need to know their names to call them.” “Really? Because it seems like it would be rude to not use their names.” Noctus stared at me. “Are you truly considering if an heirloom – a weapon created for blood and battle – can have feelings that can be hurt?” I swirled my hand through the pocket realm’s mist. “Well. Politeness doesn’t cost anything.”
