Nill lifts her hands and mimics the motion of swinging a staff. Her wings give a faint flutter as she completes the motion.

“Big stick for doing the hitting,” she says plainly. She steps closer to Zuigrii and lowers her voice so that only he and Storm can hear. “I am also having the needing of tools. I can be doing the picking of locks and making of traps.”
 Her hands move in small gestures as she speaks, tapping her fingertips together in sequence as if cataloguing each tool in her mind.
“Tools are being picks, knives, pins, awl. And cord. Cord must have the strong. Not the snapping.”

She turns her head towards Storm, tilting it slightly.

“Is this being too much? I can be doing the paying back of you soon.” Her hands fall still at her sides as she waits for an answer.

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