Not the boy from the party, then. She wasn't able to match names to faces for everyone there, but she's fair certain 'Jamie' wasn't one of the names she overheard. Probably just as well, really; she found the whole thing bewildering and overwhelming enough that she isn't sure she made much of an impression worth leaving. "'S nice to meet you," she says.

Daine twists her lips in a conceding wince. Most folk in Darrow wouldn't know what to do with a dagger besides stab another two-legger with it, as if that's all a blade is good for. Still, it doesn't seem fair to take it, and if they don't trust him with it now, she's not sure how much difference a year or two is supposed to make.

"It's still yours, though. And it's from home." The only thing she brought with her is the Badger's token, and she doesn't like to think of someone taking that from her. After a considering beat, she adds, "If you ever need it back, I might be able to help."