As Luka approaches and declares the sword he's missing, he'll feel a sudden pull to that exact sword as a gentle sound of clattering fills the air. The former axe that had been leaning against Six's seat has now become the sword and that sword has now slid off and fallen on the ground. There's a particular sound that such a decorative sword makes, and this is that sword.

Or at least it sounds and feels a lot like that sword.

But he leans forward in his seat, the material crinkling as he looks at the princess.

"Oh? Is that the weapon that royalty uses? Something... Opalescent? Something stunning?" He questions, repeating the same words that Luka had used.

A moment later there's the soft scribbling sound of a pencil on paper as Six hastily writes those words down for his future use. What good words.