Arro stared down at the object in his hands for several more minutes, stroking the now-warm wood with two fingers, lovingly. His mind was fuzzy with all the things he wanted to ask, but he couldn't remember much of the English language.<br/>The boy racked his brain for several moments before he glanced up hesitantly at the girl in front of him, then he managed to mumble one word, though it was decently correct for the conversation...or lack-there-of.<br/><br/>"...why....?"