Kate peers at the wood, at his movements, and her lips part in a silent, Oh. She's heard of such things, but the ability to make one seems marvellous. And he's skilled with a knife, too, she can see that already.

"That'll be fair useful," she says warmly. "I'm used to trackin' with the sun, but not everyone here is."

Although, that raises a point, doesn't it.

"In my home, the shadows from the sun are here," Kate says, and reaches over to tap the opposite side of where the shadow is. "Opposite."