sarah blinked in surprise when walter spoke "oh your awake.....sorry didn't notice i was in "tend to patient" mode at the time" she giggled playfully at this. She then stated "i'm good with knives.....well sort of anyway......." she laughed again as she mentioned this. She wasn't good with knives as a weapon but as a tool and she was nervous about the whole fighting thing but still they needed the supplies for their survivel. she hated that she would possibly have to fight but she didn't think it very likely.<br/><br/>Naomie frowned as she eyed the sword walter was working on "ne......what is that supposed to be?" she asked him as she eyed it. she wasn't entirely sure if it was supposed to be a blade or a pole or what. She hadn't ever seen one made that way. She was only familiar with the methods taught to her by her father. her method of forging a sword would take many weeks maybe even a month to make a propper blade. but she wasn't about to correct over something silly like tradition in this case. She wasn't sure if it would hold either but she was willing to bet that if the craftsman had done it right then it would work. she had faith that walter would be a useful person. and if he proved her wrong she'd just wait till the opportunity presented itself and kill him. she would do the same to any of the others and if her own usefulness were to be none she would commit seppuku just as her father had said a samaurai should.