She quickly scanned over her basket, determining whether or not she had enough for the day. "We could begin the walk back to the village. I would love to see this book." It was strange to be so excited for something to read, but nearly a year in this world had changed her views on reading as a pastime.

The offered hand was taken with a murmured "thanks." Her feet delicately stepped over the brush and fallen branches, her skirts stained at the hem with soil. "Ah. I suppose that is why you distrust animals like stag." She was able to tease about it now, in a better mood than a moment before.

"I was, but my task for the day is finished. I needed some kindling and wanted to inspect the fruit bushes. Spring is coming and we will soon have an abundance of mushrooms and different fruits to choose from. It is rather nice to walk in the woods, so this is less of a chore and more of a pleasure."