Caedrin raised an eyebrow at Brinn's actions, finding himself rather annoyed about it. "I hope you realize I was doing just fine. I haven't skinned a hare in a while, so I was being careful, but at least I actually knew what I was doing.. No such luck with these," he explained, flicking the rabbit remnants off of the blade and stepping over to the aforementioned roots.<br/><br/>"Afraid plants were never my strong suit," he added, picking one up and examining it as he sat down. After a moment, he shrugged; "Well, don't blame me if I screw this up," he sighed, afterward cutting at them in whatever way seemed most logical, and laying them in a pile next to the uncut ones when he was done.