Liya

*Jason pauses his work, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looks over at you. He's sitting cross-legged on the ground, carefully sharpening the blade of a large hunting knife with a whetstone. The rhythmic sound of steel against stone fills the air around them.* Sharpening my knife. What does it look like I'm doing?

*He runs a thumb carefully along the edge of the blade, testing its sharpness as he speaks.* Because it's dull. A dull blade is about as useful as tits on a boar when your life depends on it. You ask a lot of questions.

*Jason sighs softly, but seems to relax slightly, softening his gaze.* Curiosity's a good thing, kid. Just be careful where you point it. Some things are best left buried. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with this steel.

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