She carefully removed her gauntlets first, setting them in her lap, before taking the bow in her bare (if calloused) hands. She turned it over slowly, as careful with her regard as she was with handling it. It was a long moment before she finally spoke.

"I admit I know little of their construction," she finally said, still looking at it. "But I can recognize craftsmanship when I see it." She finally looked up, handing it back. "You are an archer, then?"