[Just saying, no one would be terribly upset if Black Gladys and her pod figured out harpoons and started using them against billionaire yachts.]

I will.

[So he was right! That pleases Edward; it isn't like having his sight back, but it's something, at least.]

I can understand that. They serve as both defence and offence, am I correct?

[A pause, as Edward thinks on the things he'd heard in the gun shop.]

There's something on your left hand, as well. I thought it was a prosthetic at first, but now I'm not sure. Please don't tell me; I want to try and listen more closely when I'm next there.

[He makes a soft sound that's not a laugh but not quite a scoff either.]

Listen with both my ears and my feet, it seems.