Ven was no expert on weaponry or crafting, but he could tell that a lot of detail had indeed gone into this one's making. It had that handmade touch to it, although it was much more skilled and delicate than anything he'd seen before.

"Wow," he murmured as he admired it, "that was a really good gift." It brought back memories of Terra, like many things did lately -- that wooden Keyblade he'd given Ven, which had really been the start of his more serious training. Or maybe Ven had just taken his training more seriously after that, and really put his heart into it for that reason.

He straightened up again, nodding as if he understood. "Mm. I'm sure it'll keep you safe. Not just the weapon itself, but the one who gave it to you -- their memories are with it, so they're with you, too." He wasn't materialistic by nature, but that was the good thing about possessions: even if you lost them, you didn't lose the memories they carried.