His words settled and her gaze landed on the dagger. The hilt of it was beautifully crafted. Carefully pulling it from the leather patch containing the metal tip, her head moved a bit. Not wanting to do much damage on accident for being so clumsy. It felt light, yet heavy enough to do its job. Mel swung to the left. Then the right. Before placing it back into the holding. Remembering how he had his around the ankle, she put it the same way his was. Tightening the strap so it did not slip off or become lost in her future travels.
"It's indeed perfect. I thank you, Sirius." Her tail wagged and a smile grew present as she gave him a nod of appreciation.
