"Yes, ser!" Kas replies excitedly, rolling his shoulders a bit to get rid of the tension there before he starts moving over to the ring. He was going to get tips on how to fight from a (former) Crow, how cool isn't that?

The more he learned, the more useful he would be. The more he would feel he mattered.

Holding actual daggers were different from the shivs he had used for so long - heavier and more substantial than sharpened rusty metal pieces wrapped in cloth. Still, he gets them out pretty easily and keeps his eyes on the elf.