Evania Charr
Solan's Little Surprise
Evania steak was gone rather fast. The child had a habit of eating like she would never see food again, which had been a very real fear for her most of her life. She frowned at her empty plate and sat back in her chair, waiting patiently for Solan to finish eating. She was absentmindedly twirling her steak knife between her fingertips. It was something of a nervous twitch for her. Whenever she found herself in an awkward situation with a knife hand she was either preparing to throw it, or letting in spin between the tips of her fingers. The first few times she had tried it Evania had cut herself, but now she did it with the same expert precision she had use in tearing apart that steak. The blade never once slipped, fell, or cut her. [member="Solan Charr"]