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[Cain winces at the tightening grip--honestly, if she didn't outrank him, he'd reconsider his feelings on physically assaulting the fairer sex. It's so very juvenile...that it turns back around and becomes endearing.
By God, he's going to give Riff a very stern talking-to for leaving him alone with this woman if--when he turns up.]
Sir, in all seriousness, I'm of much less use to you if I'm injured. I am functionally ambidextrous, but two hands are better than one, and four are certainly better than three, particularly when one is attempting to navigate the wilderness. I'm a good shot, but better with my right hand than my left. I'm not large in stature, either, but I am quite fast when the situation requires it, and you needn't worry about me keeping up.
[That's enough of her manhandling for now, she decided. The grasp around Cain's hand loosens considerably, although Integra does seem intent on tugging him along.]
It was hardly tight enough to cause any real damage, sir. [And trust her, she could do damage...] Frankly, it never occurred to me how delicate you were. [The fairer sex is who now?] I'll be certain to take your advisement in the future.
[Or not. There's a hint of laughter in her tone.]
I wouldn't suppose you are versed in the art of leather-making, are you?
Believe me, Sir Hellsing, I don't believe I have ever been so calm. Compared to my place of origin, such adventures as this are a picnic on a balmy summer's day.
[He'd rather have his hand back to himself so that he can shake some feeling back to his fingers--and, to be totally honest, because he prefers minimal physical contact, particularly with those he doesn't know well--but the loosened grip is better than nothing, and he sighs and allows her to hold his hand as he matches his stride to hers.]
Creating leather from hide, no, but I'm familiar with most basic stitches and can craft with leather to what I would consider an acceptable degree. [He raises an eyebrow and glances from her shoulders to her feet and back up, not that she's likely to be paying attention...but he can't resist.] I can't make you a corset, but if you require a pouch of some sort, perhaps a waterskin, I can help in the endeavor.
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[Cain winces at the tightening grip--honestly, if she didn't outrank him, he'd reconsider his feelings on physically assaulting the fairer sex. It's so very juvenile...that it turns back around and becomes endearing.
By God, he's going to give Riff a very stern talking-to for leaving him alone with this woman if--when he turns up.]
Sir, in all seriousness, I'm of much less use to you if I'm injured. I am functionally ambidextrous, but two hands are better than one, and four are certainly better than three, particularly when one is attempting to navigate the wilderness. I'm a good shot, but better with my right hand than my left. I'm not large in stature, either, but I am quite fast when the situation requires it, and you needn't worry about me keeping up.
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[That's enough of her manhandling for now, she decided. The grasp around Cain's hand loosens considerably, although Integra does seem intent on tugging him along.]
It was hardly tight enough to cause any real damage, sir. [And trust her, she could do damage...] Frankly, it never occurred to me how delicate you were. [The fairer sex is who now?] I'll be certain to take your advisement in the future.
[Or not. There's a hint of laughter in her tone.]
I wouldn't suppose you are versed in the art of leather-making, are you?
[........Integra what?]
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[He'd rather have his hand back to himself so that he can shake some feeling back to his fingers--and, to be totally honest, because he prefers minimal physical contact, particularly with those he doesn't know well--but the loosened grip is better than nothing, and he sighs and allows her to hold his hand as he matches his stride to hers.]
Creating leather from hide, no, but I'm familiar with most basic stitches and can craft with leather to what I would consider an acceptable degree. [He raises an eyebrow and glances from her shoulders to her feet and back up, not that she's likely to be paying attention...but he can't resist.] I can't make you a corset, but if you require a pouch of some sort, perhaps a waterskin, I can help in the endeavor.