"I'm not very good at it. At all." She smiles a little as she says it. Because, well, she's had to be so good at fighting for so long. Now, it feels natural to her. Learning something new -- something she can see, as opposed to learning how to live in this world -- makes her feel like she's starting to make progress. "But... yeah. I can show you sometime."

This man won't laugh at her. She still half thinks Cato would, if he really knew what she was doing. That he'd think it stupid and a waste of time. A wast of time they can't spend doing much else, but... "What's your hobby?"