Leg behind her she leaned forward. Arm on the ground and stretched up until she set her leg down and took a warrior pose. She glanced up and smiled. For some reason, he was exactly how she'd pictured him. The fact that he was sitting there witteling made her shake her head. Arms rose to her sides and she leaned forward. "Helps clear the head. I miss my friend Ronnie though. Only person I could run and bitch to. Nice to have someone to bounce your weirdness off, ya know?"
She sighed and switched sides. She almost tilted her head but instead rolled it to stretch out the neck muscles. "Are you seriously witteling your own arrows? Damn." Once she was stretched out she reached up and pulled her hair up, slipping the band around her wrist off and fastening it. Sighing she headed over and bent in front of his pile of arrows. A quick glance up before she touched them. "May I?"
Waiting for permission first she narrowed her eyes as she looked them over. Smooth, and sharp. She knew nothing about making arrows, but she could make some weapons. Nothing fancy, just certain types of ammo that was specialized.