Ah, Heshikiri...my beloved Heshikiri. You'll find no finer sword; he remained with me even after my death.

To think he's out there now... [The more she talks, the more fondly she speaks of him as if he were an actual person she's known all along. She really loves weapons ok.] Ah, I bet he's just perfect. Tall, with a strong build and a nice face...and even with a strong voice, he must speak very politely, I'm sure. The very image of loyalty! I can see him now!