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The native looked upwards as she finished placing down the various goods, noticing the taller woman working in some sort of glass canteen.  Utterly confused, she approached slightly until her nose screamed that this was completely repugnant and unnatural.  Escaping from the cave with a cough, it took the flame haired girl a few moments to collect herself before returning into the cavern with a pair of fingers securely over her nose as she observed the strange occurrence.  Various colors, leaves, and roots were separated into categories, periodically being crushed into the glass container.

Some sort of herbal remedy?  Was the woman some sort of shaman among her people?  Caitriona wasn't one personally to believe strongly in such superstitions, and while her tribe had some traditions they were mostly for fun rather than being taken seriously.

It was adorable in a way though how focused Charlotte was on this tiny glass thing, completely absorbed in it's workings.  Soon enough, Cait's nose adjusted somewhat to the smell and she breathed more deeply as she observed with a kind smile.

Her hair would start glowing slightly as well, offering an additional source of light for the other woman who would point at the glass curiously if Charlotte bothered to say anything.