"It isn't bad at all. I like it. And the size is fine, as long as we can use it." She speaks as she holds out the quill for him to take, and perhaps test it for himself. Her standards are rather low, though. She's just happy she has something to write with. Now if they could just find some books, she might actually dislike this place a little less. She's quiet now, just for a few seconds before looking up at him. Her smile is gone and her reservedness replacing it.

"I, uh...apologize for ruining so many of your feathers. But I've got a handle on it now." She promises to herself to take what she learned today and remember it for the future. Quill-making will be easily conquered!