Mable's smile faltered as the two of them ignored her. It was expected so instead of worrying about the music she picked fruit as they went passing them around to the party. It'd be good to eat as they went in order to keep there strength up. A small smile played at Mable's lips as she picked fresh apples. In a friendly and soft voice she asked Vaarea [i]"Do you know of any good towns in the area or should we stop early for the night to set up camp?"[/i] While she waited Mable watched the group mostly listening trying to stay close to Ceridwen to play music to cheer her up playing her music. Mable assumed her behavior meant that she was lonely or love lorn. In response Mable played her the best love songs Mable knew.

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