Sunshine's eyebrows rise slightly as she accepts the knife and belt, holding them carefully. That knife... is a lot bigger than her familiar little pocketknife. Bigger than the knives she's used in her bakery and kitchen, too.

Not to mention a lot more ornate and probably older than the recorded history of her world. That practically goes without saying.

"Better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it," she nods, understanding. Curious, she slips the knife partially out of its well-fitted scabbard to look at it.