Her correction from steal to borrow brought him first to smirk and then to chuckle. He held up a hand and corrected her correction: "Steal.

"I am versed in picking locks, but the tool I use didn't arrive with me. I am also more practiced in throwing knives than archery. It wouldn't do me ill to learn more. Perhaps we can trade instruction." And perhaps, a part of him thought, this was what he had been sent to do. Learn how to be a mentor by starting with these people. To make certain they would fight, in their own way, when their versions of the Templar Order began to encroach.

The more he thought about it, the more he liked it, and nodded to himself in decision. "More should know how to defend themselves this way."