Elin wasn't entirely assured by his words, but decided it would do her good to believe him and trust in his judgment nonetheless. She wasn't as experienced in the ways of the forest, so she couldn't hold her own when encountering hunters, that was clear. If she practiced enough, then maybe. Francis had had most of his life for that. She couldn't ignore his soft stare and arched a brow. This guy seemed to have developed something for her, or was she just imagining? Elin really didn't know how to react to these things, so she just smiled back, brushing it off as kindness. "Alright then. I'll put my trust in you."<br/><br/>With curiosity she watched as he turned a tube of wrapping paper into a rifle and her first reaction was to step back a bit. Elin absolutely disliked weapons, especially those that shot bullets. It disturbed her how easily one could take the life of another creature with one, mechanic movement of a finger. "I don't plan on shooting anything. You should do the hunting. I was under the impression I could hunt in my animal form..." She gave him a scolding look. "Which is definitely something I will do." She'd never shoot a gun, even if her life depended on it. Doing something like that would probably haunt her the rest of her life.<br/><br/>"What? It's not that difficult to make snow in the summer, even if you're a normal human." She smirked, knowing she was right. Francis said there were Phoenix and Centaurs, which made her eyes widen a little. She had never seen such creatures in her life and she couldn't wait to see them for the first time. It seemed crazy to her that such creatures even existed, but then she recalled what she was herself and realized it wasn't that big of a deal. How many half-breeds were there out there anyway?