Sandy stared silently for a moment, processing what Navi just said, until she burst out into full-on, almost cackling, laughter. “Oh, honey. That is…adorable. Listen, I’m sure for somebody of your stature, he might be somebody quite formidable, but I prefer longswords over knives. I want to use two hands…not two fingers.” She winked, then proceeded to lean back again to bathe in the sun, clearly unaware of what exactly lies in Keep’s pants.