Edward shrugged as she looked at his knife. He squared his shoulders and puffed up his chest when she called it cool. Having a knife was really the best!

"It's a knife. You just stab and cut. Not anything fancy about that." He didn't use it really, if he pulled a knife in a fight people might use something else too. A bottle or a stone? Though he'd used the same to scare people off and defend himself. The knife was to scare and rob, especially the fancier types.

"Um.. sure." He grabbed it from her and looked at the wood over the door. He held it up. "I heard of these knife thrower types. I've been trying. " He squinted and then threw it. The knife collided and bounced harmless into the dirt. He scrambled to his feet to grab it and hide his embarrassment. "I'm getting there. "