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Draza loved the chores just after the tithes came in - because they usually contained a something or other that needed a touch that her particular skill set had been getting some good work in. While she was hardly the only person at High Reaches who knew how to handle a knife, she was one who knew how to use them to cleave bone and strip meat into something far more manageable to cook with than a half of a caprine or herdbeast.

She found the thud of blade into the crunchy surface soothing in a way that was perhaps uncomfortable to those who were less blessed with strong stomachs. Which hopefully the person next to her who was supposed to be helping had, even if Draza had taken the charge.

"Does this bother you?" She asked, even though she actually didn't care if they were squeamish or not. She did like idle chit chat.

"Nope - this is what I was doing for a living before Search," Draza answered, taking a moment to look over a cross-section of bone. It would make a good stock-bone once she was done stripping the meat off of it. "Just have seen a few pale faces with this chore and was curious."

She watched Kedah's chopping technique for a moment longer. "Looks like you've handled knives for more than just kitchen fare."