[Dirk listens to Loki curiously. He clearly can't cook, but when it comes to the meanings of things, of identities, Dirk has come to trust his judgement. He still recalls the runes that form his name.

He doesn't let himself reach out for the hilt of that sword. His sword. Another of the legacies passed into his hands.]

Magical weapons are pretty commonplace for us.

But I'd prefer to work out exactly what kind of side-effects that might have before signing off on it.

[Magic is fine. But anything can be double-edged. He knows what the other version of this sword has done. He knows what another iteration of Lil Cal held inside it.

He does not want to be carrying around an evil sword.]