"Hmm. Interesting." Noah looked out and down from the table, seeing a knife already lodged into a target. Taking only a second to think about it, the hunter picked up one of the smaller knives from the table. He lifted it, using his eyes to aim much like he would while readying an arrow to fly from his bow. Letting his breath out, Noah threw the blade. It swirled down the field, end over end, until finally sinking into the target. A little off base from where he aimed, but good enough for a first attempt.
He then gestured to the abandoned, as if it were his turn. "I know we will discuss it all again when we meet with Deimos and Cordelia...but please, tell me how things are."