[He didn't, but she asks anyway, because she is concerned for whether her company was welcome and not who owned the land. Months ago... she wouldn't even have cared for that, but. She has... not simply allies, now. She has learned... some things. Sometimes, she thinks she has softened, or grown weak, not learned, but...
She comes further into the light and arranges herself, using the twig "logs" as back support where she lays beside the fire, moving her quiver to her side, ready to occupy her hands with arrow work if need be. Something to keep busy, something that wasn't remembering the nightmare that had woken her up. Her glance darts in a direction she had originally planned on going in (coincidentally, the direction a certain somone's tent was in), but here, with so many people in close quarters who might see...
Hayame will need to wait until later at night. And until then,]
... I will accept.
[What do... flower petals taste like? She is used to mountain vegetables, but.]
no subject
She comes further into the light and arranges herself, using the twig "logs" as back support where she lays beside the fire, moving her quiver to her side, ready to occupy her hands with arrow work if need be. Something to keep busy, something that wasn't remembering the nightmare that had woken her up. Her glance darts in a direction she had originally planned on going in (coincidentally, the direction a certain somone's tent was in), but here, with so many people in close quarters who might see...
Hayame will need to wait until later at night. And until then,]
... I will accept.
[What do... flower petals taste like? She is used to mountain vegetables, but.]