[Damian isn't sure if he should be surprised or not by the no-hesitation acceptance. Drawing in a thick breath, he exhales in a deep, exasperated sigh.]
Fine. We'll begin an expedition in a day or two, exactly as we did the last time. Stay close to me and don't wander off. I'll show you a drawing of flaxseed before we go, in case you spot it inside the forest.
Don't touch the trees. I don't trust them even if we're not chopping them down.
All right. [ And she'll nod as gamely as always, even as she silently works to commit all of this to memory. Damian will remind her if she forgets anything, she knows, but she'd rather not risk irritating him. ]
... I don't really like what the town's been doing, anyway. I'll be careful.
[He frowns.] I'm unsure as to the reasoning behind the statue. I know others have done the same. Perhaps it's a punishment. [Or some kind of momentary salvation--but Damian isn't enough of an optimist for that.]
What do you mean people weren't acting like themselves?
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Fine. We'll begin an expedition in a day or two, exactly as we did the last time. Stay close to me and don't wander off. I'll show you a drawing of flaxseed before we go, in case you spot it inside the forest.
Don't touch the trees. I don't trust them even if we're not chopping them down.
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... I don't really like what the town's been doing, anyway. I'll be careful.
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You mean in regards to the quests?
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[ This happens sometimes. ]
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What do you mean people weren't acting like themselves?
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Another trick from the town, I assume. Or the forest, whichever you prefer to believe is behind what happens every month. [A pause.] How did it feel?
Having a backbone.