[ xie lian doesn't know what the fuck a katana is either so don't worry! he has now forsaken all plot information in favor of a kickass sword ]

Oh! [ he looks delighted. like, really, examining the blade from the sides, and the decorative work on the hilt. ] It's lovely...! The craftsmanship is wonderful.

You know, in the realm that I am from, every blade has a story - names of their own, and stories behind them. Cultivators and warriors alike carry them, almost as an extension of our souls. Some even have special abilities and powers beyond that of a regular sword.

It's wonderful that you still have yours, even if you can't remember anything about it. In that sense, it's a part of you that remains.