If they are, they'd likely not say anyway.

[He's a firm believer in the fact not too many of the people who would work here would give out much information at all - at least not easily. But he gives another shake of his head at the question, not to focus this time, but simply to say no.]

No, mine's still where it always was.

[He turns back the corner of the coat to show the dagger in its sheath at his waist, then offers out the broken knife to Hawk.]

Here, ye can take a look if ye like. Maybe you'll have more luck at figuring out something than I have.