That's a bit perplexing, and Daine's brow furrows as she tries to imagine a realm in which such a thing would make sense. It seems to her that if you've got folk who use weapons and are prone to kidnapping anywhere near you, then you'd probably want to be familiar with how weapons work, yourself. Elsewise, you'd have no end of trouble.

But it also seems like a rude thing to press about. Just because he mentioned being taken doesn't mean he wants to talk about it in detail. So, aside from looking a bit bewildered, Daine doesn't respond to that bit. Instead, she resumes her stroll through the trees, trusting that Jamie will keep up as well as he has already.

"Not in ages," she says with a rueful smile. "Grandda showed me how, but I already had a good bow, so I've only made middling ones. I don't even have all the tools I need, yet -- but the wood has to dry for a while, anyhow, so I figured I'd just focus on that part, first."

There's a drumming of a woodpecker not too far off, accompanied by a pointed nudge in her mind, and Daine turns towards the sound with a soft 'huh,' as if an excellent point had just been made. "Let's try that, then," she says, giving Jamie a brief, conspiratorial smile as she heads in that direction.