Blackfeather Woods Shadows don't blink.

Aha, it’s fine. Thank you for the thread.

 
The concept of being trained was still quite new to him, but the more he thought about it, the more benefits he could see coming out of it. Even so, he was glad he’d never been made to partake in such lessons. Not due to a lack of confidence, but rather his feeling that it’d be unhelpful. The man had figured things out on his own, finding that procedure far more appealing than having to pay close  attention to every little detail of another being's actions and words. There were ups and downs to both sides, of course, but he didn’t dwell on it for too much longer. What the new recruits were made to do did not concern him, less he be made a mentor for certain things—but the chances of that happening were unlikely, at best. A fact he both recognized and, slightly, appreciated.
 
“I’ll consider doing that,” Kove stated, unwilling to share his exact plans. Even if he was to discuss the matter, there was no guarantee it would ever be resolved. Even so, maybe he would try when the opportunity presented itself, or maybe he’d just let things go how they were. Not even he was sure of his choice just yet. It was something deserving of his full attention, and would be thought through at a later time. Currently, though, he gave a short nod to the dark woman. “Same to you,” he returned. “Let’s hope you don’t wait too long to hear them.” The Inuit caught the smirk that had crossed her features before she turned, and then watched her take her leave. He lingered for a few extra moments, before turning and heading off towards his own space. There were many things for him to think about, several things to consider.