Krea had emerged from dreamland a good few moments before Valon had, but chose to take a lavish half-asleep, half-awake slumber behind closed eyelids. Only after her senses had picked up the muffled thud of Seth's drop from the branches above their little campfire, she tossed and turned a little bit more, before sitting up - fully awake. Not that she wasn't capable of waking up on mornings. She simply chose to take her time, since her former master had forbidden willy-nillying before breakfast.

As per her usual morning routine, Krea surveyed the campsite, her eyes resting on Valon who seemed to be up to one of his usual magician antics. A grin crossed her face as she shifted to a more comfortable position, arm propped against her knee. 

"Another fire spell, Valon?" Krea cocked her head. The wizard declined to reply, quite evidently focused on his task. 

"You know, bread and water ain't gonna kill you," she continued. "Besides-"

There was a splutter, followed by a hacking cough. Krea traced her eyes to the source of the sound, only to find that Valon's staff was spurting out... water. The complete opposite of what he had intended to do. On top of that, most of it had trickled straight down into the fireplace, causing the dying embers to fully extinguish. They smoldered for a little while, leaving the scent of burning ash lingering in the air, before all signs of activity ceased. 

Silence assumed its position in their cosy campsite - only to be broken abruptly by Krea's unceremonious roar of laughter. 

"Well done!" was all she could manage, then doubled up yet again.