[Training] even if you're little you can do a lot

I R I S Iris nodded in response, considering the woman’s many scars. At least her motivations were clear, although lacking nuance. Iris imagined she could have made an excellent henchman to some crime lord or other, had her circumstances been slightly different. ”That’s what the street urchins must be thinking, as well.” She moved to cross her arms but stopped halfway, feeling the sting of the long, shallow cut running down her right arm. She wondered if all Fae were so single-minded. Iris found herself amused as the Fae adopted the nickname that only minutes ago seemed to elicit nothing but aggression. Fingers caught one end of her long sleeve, ripped in half, while her left hand grabbed the other. She managed to loop them around one another, bringing her arm up and tightening the knot with her teeth. That should stop blood from trickling down her arm, although it would do nothing to stop the bleeding. Curiosity made the corner of her lips perk up. ”Well then, what did you come up with?”