[ Her expression remains warm as she watches Margaery handle the blade. ] You needn't. [ Adrasteia shakes her head a little. ] I enjoy gifting things to others, it gives me a sense of... I don't know. Hope seems like a silly thing to claim, and yet.

[ She'd like to be remembered, and remembered well, when she inevitably shuffles off the mortal coil, as it were. ]

Everyone should be able to use a knife and have a decent one in my opinion, but I am biased; it's how I was first trained to defend myself.