It is silly, and Somnus appreciates that Soldat has afforded him the dignity of throwing something respectable. He returns his lantern to its strap at his waist, takes the knife, and handles the hilt to familiarize himself before sending it flying with a side-arm pitch farther down their path.

Just like that, he disappears in a shower of light blue sparks while the knife follows its straight trajectory. A second later, Somnus reappears in a similar fashion at the end of the knife as if he'd never let it go in the first place. Having thrown it a little above waist level, he drops to a stop from half-a-feet in the air.

Shifting, he points his shoulder toward Soldat and waits.