"Mm?" Ed jerked and his hand went to his hip. There was a moment of disconnect before he frowned and glanced down to find his knife gone. He looked to the other hip- no gun. He turned to look behind him as though maybe he'd somehow dropped them, gesturing for Gladio to stay put.

"One- uh...one second mate,... I just...huh." He patted down his hip again. "...nope." Finally his attention returned fully to the other man, "Is this yours?"