Effie flattened her hair down from where Cagan patted it, sneering at the action. It insulted her to be regarded as a mere child. Her bad mood - which was her usual mood - was furthered only so when a flying object embedded itself into the tree behind her, surprising her though she showed it not. Glancing at it from her periphery vision, she made out the sharp edges of a kunai with a small pouch at the end. Following it's trail, she laid eyes on the newcomer, her eyes widening with fury. This was one of the biggest insults that she has ever received - her weapons were fine, thankyouverymuch.
"Consider that a gift...may it serve you well in the days to come, assassin." And then he had the gall to turn his back on her.
Grasping a stick from the ground, she tossed it at his head with minimal effort. He needed to know he was in the wrong.
"I don't need your petty gift, fiend." She spat with venom, "My weapons work quite well."
Crossing her arms, she glowered and, instead of pulling the kunai from the tree, left it there as she approached him from behind, waiting for his response.