Ridahne shook her head. "I did not mean performance that way. I meant you performed your task well. And yes, that includes a little theatrics, but more than that. I think you handled it well. Still..." she sighed, a smile playing at her lips, "I would have liked to leave more than just a scar...but I'm not sure how you do such things in your lands. Either way, they will now have to find themselves clothes and food somehow, and two naked men with cuts across their chests do not get to casually pass through a town without explanation. They will not have so easy a time gambling when they have clearly lost everything they have." 

Ridahne laughed about the underwear and shrugged, sheathing her knives behind her back with a practiced skill and grace equal to a highborn lady pouring a cup of tea. "I don't know, burn it, leave it. It wasn't for you but for their shame. But that knife will be good for you. I know you've got one, and you have a sickle, but whoever made that knife at least had some idea of what they were doing. Take it and leave behind your other knife, unless it holds some meaning to you. I suggest you find a way to conceal that one. It is good to have one weapon visible and another secret. The visible one has advantages of intimidation, but if it's ever taken from you, not many will suspect you are still armed. Secrets like those will keep you alive. We can get some leather and sinew and I can teach you how to make a blade harness like mine." 

Ridahne lifted her shirt a bit to reveal the worn leather straps that fitted her like her own skin. The leather was smoothed with wear and dark with sweat, but for the most part it moved with her and under loose clothing made her concealed blades (which were not small) quite hidden. She had scars on her torso, too. Two looked like blade marks, and one on her back was wide and blotchy and could not have been made by a blade. "There are other ways too, like hiding them in your boot. But that's an old trick and the harness is an Azurei secret." 

Ridahne looked up at the sky and nodded. She hadn't really gotten much in the way of sleep, but she wasn't feeling worse for wear so she didn't mind pressing on. Besides, she was anxious to see the tree, too. It felt like something she had to do and it was best to get it over with. So they packed up camp, mounted up, and rode on at an easy pace. The Tree was not far, and they would reach it in just a couple hours.