"Alright."

There was something in Roxy's face that Devika couldn't quite explain. She had the feeling she'd overstepped a boundary, or perhaps was invading on something private. She took the knife slowly and carefully, touching it as if it was a precious object. "Okay, here goes." She gave the knife a good hurl at the target, and it stuck on the far edge for a split second before dropping to the ground. 

"Dangit!" Devika immediately went to retrieve the knife, brushing it off and laying it down. "That's so much harder than it looks. Thank you for letting me do that, Roxy. Somehow I'm guessing I'm the first to ask?"