"Restoration," X breathed, his gaze fixed on the repaired sword as he finally made the connection about the branch of talent Valdis possessed. He exhaled slowly, then smiled, small but fierce. "I think it suits you."

She was right about it being unexpected, but at least for Valdis, it made a poetic sort of sense. If that meant admitting it must make a poetic sort of sense for X to have a destruction talent, then... well, he wouldn't be averse to admitting that. Just mildly disappointed in himself.