I approached her quietly from behind. "What does 'she' want?" I asked while keeping my voice low enough that only Soomin could hear.
She flinched like I'd shocked her, and immediately understood who I meant. Her eyes darted to mine for a brief second before fixing firmly on the floor, and I saw her throat work as she swallowed nervously.
"She... she wants claws," Soomin whispered while looking mortified by the admission. "Something sharp."
Something about the way she said it made me think she wasn't just talking about weapons.
I guided her toward a display of Cestus and Katar-style weapons with my hand resting lightly on her lower back. "These might work. They enhance natural striking power but add an edge." I picked up a particularly nasty set with serrated blades extending from the knuckles. "Though these might be overkill."
