Tim's not a child, per se, but he knows quite a few that favor knives. He's unfortunately reached the point in his life where he's just decided...fuck it? Fuck it. If he wants to last here in the long-term, he's gonna need weapons.

"Is there an age limit, or do you hand those out to just anybody?" he asks, a little wryly, with a nod at one of the many blades on Lup's person.