"it's been a while since i've been stateside." Gerad seemed to come back to himself. he pulled his combat knife, which was slightly smaller than the average combat knife, maybe 5 inches, and tested it's sharpness on a piece of paper. this was admittedly a dangerous thing to do in a small car, with a maniac at the wheel, but Gerad kept the knife steady as it sliced clean through the piece of paper. that done, he quickly re-sheathed it and strapped it onto the side of his leg, it being the most convinient place to put it.