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She was simply intrigued by how it worked. Cordelia has made many quivers in her time in the traditional way, but this was completely new. The young hunter was in awe of the process, watching it take form and shape before her very eyes. "That's amazing. Your gift." She was referring to both the quiver and his abilities in this moment. His mention of her own gift has her nodding, cheeks flushed a soft pink, "I know he misses him very much. He's been... More closed off recently. My heart hurts for him. I know they won't fix anything, but I want to do something for him." Cordelia murmured, running a hand through her windswept hair before turning her attention back to the stones in her lap. She couldn't feel his agreement along the bond. The Attuned had yet to master that ability in her human form. She still had much to learn, but Cordelia was eager to do so. "I think you're doing a good job. Noah deserves it..." Cordelia knew the two were close and she had no doubt that the Sentinel was one of the most deserving people she knew. Cordelia continued to whittle away at the stones, working to form the first of many arrowheads, nodding solemnly at his question. "I've lived in Halo my whole life. It feels... Strange being away from it all, but it didn't feel right going back. Not with the way it is." Not without Noah. Cordelia Limore 'Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns They are the hunters, we are the foxes and we run