"We don't share knowledge, Boy!" She snapped back, stepping up to him, her face inches from him. "Curse me again!" She yelled, her violet brown eyes boring into the cloudy gray of his. " You want to really know my people, I'll give you a first class tour. Dare me again and I'll reveal everything you're asking for now. I wouldn't dare lie!"<br/><br/>She was almost fed up with him. He may have had a cute face, but she didn't want to be insulted in another language all to foreign to her. Somehow this pushed her buttons more than usual.<br/><br/>Rea felt her fingers gripping the throwing knives in her pouch and suddenly she was reminded of their sharpness. Wincing, Rea peeled back her face, her features tight with frustration buyer get mouth twisted in pain. Blood fell over her hand and she turned away, snapping up the handkerchief from her chest. This was all she had to cover her hand and it beautifully revealed the pale mark below her clavical, nestled between the two bones.