Kat didn't react when the dagger shot out of the wall, embedding itself in the floor next to her foot. It wasn't exactly the first time she'd used the wall for target practice. (It'd happened enough times that even Hel didn't jump to attention anymore.)

Ignoring the glare Bernard sent her way, she pocketed the coin she was fiddling with and pushed herself up. After scooping up her dagger, Kat walked to the board, Hel following behind her. A job was probably what she needed to work off these nerves. 

"Ok, whaddya got this time?" she asked the priest in a bored voice.