With a little observation, Coby could tell what the problem with the dagger had been. Rather than walking over and simply pulling it out for her, Coby sidled up next to Dagger, a towel slung over his head and shoulders. He gestured to the blade of the knife and made a little bit of a twisting gesture with his hand.

"Try and move it up and down--so the blade cuts the wood a little bit more. You need to loosen it before you pull it, since wood is much softer," He then put his hand on the chest of the dummy, just above where Dagger was trying to pull the knife out.

"I'll hold it still so you can pull it out."