@hrvest drop it? very well. [ she would let out a small sigh, the dagger in her hand tossed to the floor. a brow quirked up, ] better for you? or is it to protect your friends. [ the huntress inquires, taking a brief pause before her hand would go towards her tool belt. taking off the stake and the rest of the daggers, slipping out the last one from her boot. ] that should be the last of them. now can we have a civil conversation, love?