Standing off to one side with one hand resting on the hilt of her sword, Pyotr watched YukiHana's fight like a mother-in-law scrutinizing a woman cleaning her son's house. She took the time to analyse every move the girl made, her stance and choice of attacks. Yuki was fast and showed an intuitive understanding of her weapon and its use; her situational awareness was lacking though, Pyotr noted as the girl accidentally pulled another boar, forcing her on the defensive. Deciding that Yuki's display was enough proof for her, Pyotr leapt forward as the mob circled for another charge, bringing her sabre down and slashing up in a tight green [b]<<Arc>>[/b], shattering it into light. She breathed easy as the post-motion wore off, then turned to her adopted charge. [b]'Alright, not bad. Never seen a dagger user actually pull it off before, truth be told.'[/b] She knelt down by the girl, planting the blade of her sabre into the ground to lean on. [b]'So... Were you in a party before? Did you learn to fight with someone else?'[/b] Acknowledging YukiHana's skills was all well and good, but morbid curiosity still plagued her. She was half afraid that she'd hear some horror story of Yuki's past party mates dying on her...