The courier grinned wryly as he straightened and started walking back along their trail. "Sure, an' sometimes they do just that. Or rather, if y'ask for somethin' that's not worth their time, they just... poof. Don't even show up." He shrugged. "But sometimes they know your heart's in th'right place even if what you're askin' for is kinda dumb, an' if they like you they'll give you better advice... or at least, more options." He wiggled the knife again to draw Alys's attention back to it.
"Take this, for example. I went an' asked Frey for a spear, first. One that would extend an' hit things at a distance. Frey pointed out that it would be stupid unwieldy an' my noodly arms at the time wouldn't be able to lift a twenty-foot-long spear, even if it was just for a few seconds. They suggested this instead, an' it's a much better fit for me." Small, discrete, and easily underestimated by anyone who didn't know what it could do.
"Take this, for example. I went an' asked Frey for a spear, first. One that would extend an' hit things at a distance. Frey pointed out that it would be stupid unwieldy an' my noodly arms at the time wouldn't be able to lift a twenty-foot-long spear, even if it was just for a few seconds. They suggested this instead, an' it's a much better fit for me." Small, discrete, and easily underestimated by anyone who didn't know what it could do.
