Yin nods her head. Knife - so there are edges to be concerned with. Lauri-Ell's efforts are not lost on Yin. She finds the wool and paper.

Her fingers are deft and careful, and Yin feels the edges, head faced down at the item. She lays out the paper and rolls the knife in it, carefully. It might be a little crooked due to lack of practice, but the result means the paper will keep the knife surface from scratches. She understands, at least.

"Like this?"