Delphine immediately gravitated towards the masks in the case and studied each one carefully, moving to the next after spending a few minutes studying the previous. "So, all these masks, is it an Ahtna thing?" She didn't look back at him as she admired the craftsmanship and hard work that must have gone into making each one. She also toyed with the idea that it could also be an Arkian tradition. Once she had her answer, she nodded slightly.<br/><br/>"So do you have a good relationship with your parents?" It seemed like a question that came out of the blue, but the idea of having a family armory and keeping the heritage going and the memory of relatives alive had Delphine wondering. She wished she had some sort of heirloom for that exact reason, but it hadn't worked out that way. When she finally arrived at the spear she had managed to pluck out of the rocky ceiling of the mountain overhang, she couldn't help but admire it. "Too bad the spear tip didn't make it."