(Yasha doesn't notice that nervousness, as she's busy clearing her throat against the burn, but at least she doesn't cough any more. Honestly, she's probably going to go back for seconds--
but before she can finish that thought, the little Knight is offering her a skewer of fish. She takes it gratefully. It smells delicious; is it salted? She sniffs it, then takes a bite, and then another and another. It's really good.
Hmm, something to give back to them... she selects a few mushrooms, because she knows those well and can see types that she likes, and hands them back.)
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but before she can finish that thought, the little Knight is offering her a skewer of fish. She takes it gratefully. It smells delicious; is it salted? She sniffs it, then takes a bite, and then another and another. It's really good.
Hmm, something to give back to them... she selects a few mushrooms, because she knows those well and can see types that she likes, and hands them back.)