Kieaira was busy shifting through boxes, but looked up with a smile as Lorielle asked if she could lend a hand. "Could you ... maybe ... find something we could use as bowls?" She rubbed her ear sheepishly, before going back to searching for said pot.
Let's see here... She mentally made notes as she looked through a few of the crates. Fabric? Must be for one of the merchants along the trail... Or perhaps a weaver. Next box... Oh ... What are these? Kieaira pulls her hand from one of the crates, looking with interest at the small earrings that hung from her hands, one shaped like a cactaur, the other a bomb. So cute! She glanced towards the driver and found him looking right back at her, he gestured with his hands for her to put them back. Must be for a merchant... I'll have to find out ... they're so cute! She pushed the box aside and reached for the next one. "Success!" She cheered to herself as she pulled out a pot and hopped down from the back of the cart.
Humming happily she headed off towards the water where Clavier sat. "Feeling alright?" She tilts her head to the side, peering at the mark on his back with curiosity, but she was not brave enough to ask about it. She knelt down and filled the pot with some of the clean water, cupping her hand to take a small sip beforehand to assure it would be safe to cook with. "Don't go passing out on us now." She offered a small smile, it seemed the more she was around this group, the more comfortable she felt about opening up ... at least to the point where she could talk to them with ease.
Let's see here... She mentally made notes as she looked through a few of the crates. Fabric? Must be for one of the merchants along the trail... Or perhaps a weaver. Next box... Oh ... What are these? Kieaira pulls her hand from one of the crates, looking with interest at the small earrings that hung from her hands, one shaped like a cactaur, the other a bomb. So cute! She glanced towards the driver and found him looking right back at her, he gestured with his hands for her to put them back. Must be for a merchant... I'll have to find out ... they're so cute! She pushed the box aside and reached for the next one. "Success!" She cheered to herself as she pulled out a pot and hopped down from the back of the cart.
Humming happily she headed off towards the water where Clavier sat. "Feeling alright?" She tilts her head to the side, peering at the mark on his back with curiosity, but she was not brave enough to ask about it. She knelt down and filled the pot with some of the clean water, cupping her hand to take a small sip beforehand to assure it would be safe to cook with. "Don't go passing out on us now." She offered a small smile, it seemed the more she was around this group, the more comfortable she felt about opening up ... at least to the point where she could talk to them with ease.
