[It makes Ellie laugh.] Oookay, Carver. [It almost sounds like- nah, that's probably a coincidence. She's not sure what to do next with her pantomime, except picking up a stick and pretending to sword fight. How do you say that was fucking awesome in sign language?]
[How do you tell someone you're friendly?]
[...She realizes he has no reason to trust her, just underestimate her. She gets that gentle, unsure feeling in her gut, the giraffe all over again. Ellie stands and scrambles to open her backpack, pulling out a wrapped bit of jerky she found earlier. She holds it out, before realizing a knight wouldn't know what jerky is. Did they have jerky a billion years ago? She isn't sure.]
[She opens the wrapper, snaps it in half, and puts half in her mouth before holding the other out.] Here? See?
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[How do you tell someone you're friendly?]
[...She realizes he has no reason to trust her, just underestimate her. She gets that gentle, unsure feeling in her gut, the giraffe all over again. Ellie stands and scrambles to open her backpack, pulling out a wrapped bit of jerky she found earlier. She holds it out, before realizing a knight wouldn't know what jerky is. Did they have jerky a billion years ago? She isn't sure.]
[She opens the wrapper, snaps it in half, and puts half in her mouth before holding the other out.] Here? See?