[He glances to where she was looking, confused but too much of a british polite kid to press when ema clearly didn't want to say.] Oh, uh, ok, if you're sure.

[He shakes his head] I won't, though I'm not sure how to say here, do you want the knife I just pulled out of my arm? [...] Well, besides how I said it to you. Sorry, that was a strange thing to do, wasn't it? [what a long, weird day] Maybe Heiji will want it, he's seems to be starting a collection of strange things.