Whoops, a little too far. Charlie softened again, offering a little smile instead of the stern look she had been giving the girl.

"I'm sorry. I've barely spoken to anyone in a long time...I guess my people skills are a little rusty." She looked over the weapon thoughtfully, shaking her head a little.

"Those will be all right if you are looking to hit someone, but...you're right, those aren't going to help you catch dinner. I can teach you how to make a trap, if you want? Starving to death isn't going to do you any good. And I was already planning on making one after the spear." A beat, and then she offers her hand.

"My name is Charlie, by the way."