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[color=SteelBlue]"Ma'am, what he means is that something wasn't normal about the knife doing whatever it did. So I can better make a case, do you mind repeating whatever it was you did?"[/color]

Akagalcia turned her head sharply, whipping her hair to one side as her gaze came to rest on this... rogue? He was covered in dangerous looking weapons. And he smelled... [i]awake.[/i] Her scowl softened and she remained quiet as the proprietor explained what it had seen, blustering as though it had been stung. Akagalcia only watched the man, biting her lip as if chewing on his question and all of the others swirling around her in this little shop.

[color=SteelBlue]"Ma'am, is this true?"[/color]

[color=orange]"True?"[/color] She brought the blade to her nose, closing her eyes again as she sniffed loudly. [color=orange]"I don't think so. This is made from iron and carbon. It smells just like it, doesn't it?[/color] She spun the blade in her hand to catch it by its spine and offered it to Rave, handle first. [color=orange]"Why shouldn't steel stop sunfire?" [i]Just how awake are you?[/i][/color] she wondered.

It only occurred to her as she offered the blade. [color=orange][i]He made this...[/i][/color] He knew her love for good tools, but why would He ever make a gesture of such a simple thing as a work knife? Her expression softened still further as she eyed the kukri, the faintest hint of confusion on her face. Did [i]everything[/i] have to be a test, even now?