Kate snorts at that remark and otherwise doesn't respond, unless you count the new flash of goosebumps down her spine. Clearly there's a draft in here somewhere.

She laughs as she gets to the targets, rocking the axe handles back and forth a couple times until the heads come free. "This is so much easier than archery. It's harder than darts?" You know, if that makes Johanna feel better. She shrugs as she walks back, returning to the rough throw line they've been working with. Two more tosses, each closer than the last. She hasn't quite got the proper elbow angle down yet but she's getting there.