[ Goodbye, cool magical axe... She wonders if there's a blacksmith in this hotel who could fix the blade—

But then Nico is right there, his eyes having gone back to their normal appearance. She glances up at him, seemingly nonplussed, and blinks. ]

Oh... I can probably just sleep it off!

[ The benefits of a Long Rest(TM), yeah?! ]

Really, though, don't worry about me, Mister Nico. I'm really sturdy - that's my role in combat! Anyway, what was that glowy magic? Your eyes were glowing too! Are you a sorcerer!?