[color=f49ac2][b]"Awe, what? Waste of resources?!"[/b][/color] Sara gasped, staring at them in disbelief. [color=f49ac2][b]"How can you say such things, Rasteva? Food is so good! Here, you should try some!"[/b][/color] She suggested, as she finished up her meal, saving a small bit of her sandwich and holding it up to their beak. [color=f49ac2][b]"Try it, try it! It's actually really awesome! And this is only one type of food. I really think you would enjoy it. Different cultures have different ways of making the same dish, so depending on where you are, the dish you think you'll be getting is crafted a totally different way with a whole new set of ingredients and preparations methods!"[/b][/color] She chimed, doing her best to convince them to try the small bit of breakfast she had. It was nothing in the way of other, more luxurious dishes, but it was a start. Discarding her juice, she picked up the straw, resolving to give it back to Rasteva once she had gotten to the school so they could keep busy once she took their measurements. 

Arriving at the school, she was greeted by some students, but mostly faculty. The door she was headed to was open, and she grinned, waving towards the older woman in the room who regarded the woman with a smile. 

[color=00aeef][b]"I see you've brought your friend back, but in a different shape this time~"[/b][/color] She chimed. 

Sara simply smiled. [color=f49ac2][b]"Yes, I'm looking to fit them with something to protect them. Do you know if we have any durable leathers?"[/b][/color] 

The older woman chuckled. [color=00aeef][b]"Of course, of course. They'll need protection with all these fights going on. I think it's wonderful you are working together. I do wish more people put thought into shielding their Daemons so early on."[/b][/color] Reaching up and grabbing a roll of semi-thick leather, she put it on a roll so Sara could get how much she would need. [color=00aeef][b]"You're more than welcome to use this room for your preparations, along with the rooms across the hall. You practically live here and you've been oh so kind. If you need, let me know and I can see about getting you a key."[/b][/color] The older woman grinned. She was obviously aware of Rasteva's presence, but didn't seem to have a Daemon of her own floating about. 

[color=f49ac2][b]"Thank you, Ms. Dianne."[/b][/color] Sara gently tucked her fingers under their feet, and placed them down onto the table. [color=f49ac2][b]"I'm not sure if would do much good to have anything made for you on your vessel, do you?"[/b][/color] She asked, curious. [color=f49ac2][b]"You don't have to worry about how many outfits I'll be making. Am I making something for a snake this time around?"[/b][/color] She questioned, pulling out the notebook she had grabbed, leaning down to scribble small notes in a slim cursive.

[i]'Rasteva Forms - Measurements'

Raven Vessel - xx, xx, xx
Snake Form - xx, xx, xx[/i]

Once she had them, she approached Rasteva with a sample of the semi-thick leather. [color=f49ac2][b]"I picked this since I didn't want to weigh you down but still have you able to move. I can easily sew in some stretch material to suit the snake's movements better. Of course, there is no better way to learn than trial and error."[/b][/color] She laughed. [color=f49ac2][b]"Is the fabric alright? I can layer it to reinforce the material, or...put a semi-sturdy lining into it so it doesn't cause you too much abrasion.." [/b][/color]