What he has, apparently, is a length of some dark cloth, which he flourishes to shake out. No, two lengths, rolled together; as they unfold, it becomes a little clearer that they're a pair of cloaks. Closer examination will reveal some very complex runes stitched into the neck of each, in a faintly glossy thread of almost exactly the same color as the fabric.

Edgar holds one of the cloaks out to Lioriley, while tossing one over his shoulder with the other hand. "I wanted something I could share with somebody else," he says, "so they gave me two, if you want to borrow this one ...?"