"I'd be more concerned if I couldn't find much. Witch puts down a hut in a place where there's nothing to put in your potions and I have to travel with that? Wouldn't be a good omen, that." Dick's eyes flicked over to Kira's knife hand for an instant, but did not acknowledge it anymore than that. He walked over to the fur on the rug and crouched to pick up his stick, careful not to spill the food all over the flooring.

"So you ready to go?" Dick asked, twirling the walking stick in his open hand.