Rasteva stayed dutifully still as Sara measured their current form, thought that wasn't nearly as exciting as the prospect of exploring the room they were in. The shelves were lined with many different fabrics and materials and Rasteva wanted to have a closer look at them along with all the strange tools Humans used to put them together. Once Sara had taken their measurements and set them back onto the floor, the Cobra began to dart all around the room while she worked. Their eyes surveyed everything with interest and soon enough they were climbing onto tables and shelves. They would slither back to Sara from time to time and watch her work. Her focus was intent, and her fingers worked deftly across the materials she had gathered. Stitch by stitch the garment came together, and Rasteva was one small step closer to being able to take part in a battle.

It was some hours later before Sara called out to them, needing the Daemon's input on the garment that she'd made. The Cobra poked their head out of a bin of fabrics they coiled up in and slithered over to the Human. Once they'd pulled themselves up onto the table, the Daemon peered intently at the garment Sara had made. It was finely made, though the Daemon was not surprised by that in the slightest. Staring down at it for a moment, they looked back up at Sara and flicked their tongue. [color=9e0b0f]"No, I don't require anything else. I am not overly fond of flashy colors."[/color] Sara's prompting that they leave was all that remained and the Daemon retreated into the False Raven before perching on the Girl's shoulder. The Older Human from before bid them farewell and Rasteva could not help giving her a suspicious glance as they left. Sara seemed to be quite fond of her and so the Daemon did not speak out, but they still found her to be odd.

Sara's idle chatter filled the cold air, and the Raven eyed her intently as she discussed the final details of the garment. "Very well then. I will defer judgment to you, Sara. I must thank you for putting forth such time and effort for my sake." The Raven cocked their head at the girl's next question, not sure what it entailed. [color=9e0b0f]"Well yes it was good I will admit. But I've never eaten before, I can't say I know what BAD food tastes like."[/color] The Raven chortled loudly from Sara's shoulder as she led them through the city. They glanced about with interest, watching Humans and the occasional Daemon go about their business. Everyone seemed to be content with the state of their lives, and Rasteva wondered if they might ever say the same. The Daemon pushed the negative thoughts down for the time being. They had Sara, and she seemed to like them well enough to keep their company. That in and of itself was a good thing, wasn't it? She had ducked into another building, this one filled with people eating. The Daemon recalled Sara mentioning that she was hungry and surmised that this place was where she'd chosen to eat.  The Raven perched themselves on the table and picked up a piece of silverware in their beak. The metallic weight was almost like holding a real weapon again and the Daemon enjoyed it a bit. They marched up and down the length of the table as Sara ordered for them, only giving the menu a  cursory glance. Rasteva was only convinced to put the silverware down once their food had arrived and they instead inspected the bowl of stew Sara had ordered for them.[color=9e0b0f] "Sara I do appreciate your kindness but you know that I do not eat.....This seems like a waste of your money. It could be spent on less trivial things."[/color] They knew that Sara was only being kind, as was the case with her. They knew that Human's enjoyed the act of eating beyond just needing too and eating with a friend was considered a popular activity, and so they surmised that this was an attempt to bond with them on some level.

The Raven pecked idly at some vegetables in the stew. They were quite good, and the bread was even better. But the Daemon was having difficulty tearing off pieces to eat. They hopped over to Sara and looked up at her with beady eyes. [color=9e0b0f]"Would you mind helping me with this?"[/color]