[ Admittedly, she is proud of the axe. Very few things last when you're almost seven thousand years old, but Andy's managed to keep this one thing. The heirloom from her mother's tribe, a final remnant of that legacy. That simple compliment — the acknowledgement — does seem to warm her up, if only a little. ]
It was a gift.
[ That statement alone doesn't encompass the half of it, but it's more than Andy would usually offer, and she's quick enough to steer the conversation back towards her companion. The wryness in her voice is habitual when she asks: ]
Do you often volunteer to go hunt monsters with strange women?
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It was a gift.
[ That statement alone doesn't encompass the half of it, but it's more than Andy would usually offer, and she's quick enough to steer the conversation back towards her companion. The wryness in her voice is habitual when she asks: ]
Do you often volunteer to go hunt monsters with strange women?