"I'm good at making shadow-puppets." Solomon flashed him a smile. "Like this?" He put out his hand to make another knife, much smaller than the shadow-one in his hand. It was the wrong shape for a paring knight, though--no serrations, and sharp, but still more like a utility knife. It would probably do, but may not be small enough again.

The added advantage to the shadow-puppets being, of course, that at least Solomon could tell exactly where they were at any given time. He was less likely to stab himself that way.