[Implication having been, his weaponry was safe and secure and he had access to them, since Eugene was entirely certain that an assassin might have use for them. Or feel weird without them. If he'd implied anything otherwise, he wasn't aware of it, but Zev looked harried enough that some miscommunication could be forgiven. He watched him stand, curious, before smiling soft]

Well, you can collect them, but lodging is still fine. I mean, you sort of remodeled half the place as-is. I thought... you might be looking for them but you always were very clever at hiding your knives from me.

[If anything else were to be discussed, the coffee shop wasn't the proper place for it]