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The native raised an eyebrow as the other woman commented.  Surprisingly kind?  Did ... did her people kill each other frequently, then?  For a few moments, Caitriona watched the other woman work her alchemy with curious eyes then looked off to the side.  Despite her friendliness, her gifts, and her aid the other woman was as closed up as always.  It was irritating to be truthful, but the native didn't feel a lot like asking the other woman about her life specifically.

But perhaps a simple question wouldn't be too much?

[color=orangered]"Do your people ... hurt each other frequently, then?"[/color]  The girl's hair glowed slightly more brilliantly - along with that in the solution if it wasn't hampered in any way - as the night sky continued downwards.  [color=orangered]"Is there not enough food to go around?  Is that why you must kill friends and each other?"[/color]

That was the only thing the native could imagine driving people into conflict.