Heras Box
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Hargitt held out his hand; close fisted except for his pinky. "You have to swear you won't use it." It was the only way he was going to make that concession, but he was willing to meet her halfway on this. If he didn't she was just going to keep needling him for it anyway.
"Sure; you can come with me to check on the traps. I've got some set up around the forest and a few in the river too." It wasn't nearly as exciting as a full on hunt, but he could always hand her a knife to do some skinning and descaling. "And tomorrow we'll wake up early to fish, then we can start tanning some hides to sell."