[He takes the blade again, this time setting it aside where it can be tended to. For a sword that size, he'd have to call her back when he was done. This was no quick job.

But he looked to her surprised.]

Can you? Just like that? An elf told me he could make things magic, but that it was singing and not something mortal men could learn. [And though Gendry was willing to believe it, he did not fancy himself a singer at all.]