Brielle waved her hand in the air, as if shooing away some fly "Don't thank me, I just abide by the Kings wishes..." she said earnestly, and began leading them towards the center of the outside village. Where all the beggars, and shop keepers were at - "oh come on....you can't come this far and not get your trowel....I didn't just defend you for no reason..." Brielle slightly glared at him, a unsatisfied exhale escaping her lips. "Quiet frankly, you demons have overstayed your welcome...." she muttered under her breath. Brielle wished for nothing more than to live in a world where she still had her parents. But reality was far to thick for fantasy dreams to come mingle in. She sucked her bottom lip in as the being asked for her name, kind of regretting her previous comment. The boy had so far been kind, and gave no reason to show ill will towards. 
"I'm Brielle, one of the Sanctuary hunters. You bring goods in for trade, correct Lucile?" She expressed a warm small smile, and placed a strand of her long chestnut hair behind her right ear. "Look - how about we get you what you need, yeah?" The breeze brought forth the smell of the cooked breakfast from within the mountain dwelling. Her stomach followed through with a rumble, she looked at Lucile and scratched the back of her head "you wouldn't happen to have a sweet potato...would you?" She didn't expect him to have one or even give it to her at this point. 

[@Hawlin] at work and on my phone. Sorry for the shortness!