Kate stopped him from cutting his palm, "I know. Not like holding a knife or dagger. Is new to you. So was my hand. You never hurt me. The pencil never felt pain." She smiled and kissed his wet cheek. "I will show you how to hold it and it is different. Not like a fork either."<br/><br/>Kate removed the tool she used to unlock his collar. "Remember this. I never let you hold it. This is a pen and you hold it like this. Three fingers down and two up make a curve. We see if your left or right handed. You may write with both." She showed him with her hand them placed it in his. She adjusted his fingers. 'You could write with your claws. Just dip your index finger in ink."