Destin blinks at her comment before lifting his head to look at her. He slowly gets to his feet before taking the blade from her gingerly. "No, Fabine would probably...Well he'd just yell at me a bunch." He manages a small smile at her. He wipes his palm on his right hand across his pant leg before holding his hand out to her, half expecting her to try to cut it off. "I'm Destin, Brom healer Extraordinaire. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance."