"Nor did mine." Daine replied with an irritated sigh. "And apparently getting it back is impossible." It bothered her, that a place where she was supposed to fight, denied her the fight to have her weapons.

She looked toward the male who had spoken, blue-grey eyes darkened with anger, but she calmed herself with some effort. It wasn't this man's fault she couldn't get her bow back. It was this dratted contraptions fault. She offered him a small smile of apology.