[ The touch to his cheek surprises him; he's not sure if Miles is touching the scars out of worry or to reassure himself Nyx is actually here. Either way, he leans into it, smug smile sliding into something more indulgent.

Then again, Miles looks like he just told him gravity wasn't real, so. ]

That's the basic idea of it. Though the first time I didn't use a butter knife, I used one of mine.

[ Nyx sets the knife down, then holds his hand out. There's a smaller flash of light, and one of his kukris is in his hand, held apart so there's no chance of them startling each other into it. He dismisses it again after a moment with a similar flash of light. ]

It's one of the King's powers - he called it warping. Using your weapon to travel across a space quickly.