As Handiss falls, Corsa casts a brief glance around the cave. Once satisfied that there's no more danger, she walks over to Vin's sword and picks it up.
She takes a moment to admire its craftsmanship, then flips it around, holding it gingerly by the blade. "The gods have a laugh at all of us from time to time, Vin." She cocks a grin as she holds it out toward him hilt-first, in offering. "Even the best-looking among us."