[Krile winces, almost regretting that she pried. It strikes her suddenly what Hawk's gem had reminded her of, when he uses that word, lent. It makes her think of Grandpa, almost, passing on his skills to her through the tree.]
...I think I know what you mean by that.
[By outward appearance, he seems all right--weary, but all right. Not as distraught or lost like she would be. Still, she gives him a little poke in the arm. Despite the teasing gesture, her tone is gently optimistic rather than smart] It can't be all of it. What about that fight we just had?
[Although that would be a touchy question for her, it's easier to think that Hawk had some native skill with arms before being set on whatever task he had.]
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Date: 2011-09-21 04:29 am (UTC)...I think I know what you mean by that.
[By outward appearance, he seems all right--weary, but all right. Not as distraught or lost like she would be. Still, she gives him a little poke in the arm. Despite the teasing gesture, her tone is gently optimistic rather than smart] It can't be all of it. What about that fight we just had?
[Although that would be a touchy question for her, it's easier to think that Hawk had some native skill with arms before being set on whatever task he had.]