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For Noah. How funny. Her gift was also for Noah. She had wanted to do something nice for him. A thank you for all he'd done for her. "That sounds incredibly useful. I imagine he'll like it a great deal." Cordelia murmured, bending to scoop a few bits of stone that seemed workable into her hand, turning them over to examine them. "I already have the shafts crafted. I really just need arrowheads and some more feathers for fletching." She shifted back towards the log, taking a seat beside him once more, stretching out her legs. Ignoring his smirk and only really acknowledging the difficulty with a roll of her eyes, Cordelia pulled out her small set of tools, beginning to carve the bit of stone she collected. "Do people ask favors of you often?" She inquired softly, eyes flicking over to him for the span of a breath before going back to her work. Cordelia Limore 'Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns They are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run