Brisa looked almost hurt at Argurios's statement.  She even opened and closed her mouth a couple times, as if she wanted to say something but then decided  not to.   She could undo her own damn spell, most mages could, even if it took another day of study.  Why would her friend think her so worthless?  Hadn't she done, if not well at least better, as they traveled?  Maybe because she couldn't fight he didn't think much of her other skills.  She knew the rules of magic, the academic side of magic, as well as she knew her own name.  That's where training always began...it never occurred to her others might not understand how magic worked.  She only knew Argurios thought he would have to get help from some stranger in a city to undo the simple cantrip she planned to cast.  

She hid her disappointment, and didn't meet his eyes as she called the spell up in her mind.  She let the magic flow out of her into Argurios, turning his skin a muddy greenish color.  Aiden was a grayish color, due to the fact it had been foggy and raining when she had cast her spell on him.  Now in the clear evening without the rain or fog, she figured a more icky brown-green color would do better.  It really was a revolting shade but it blended nearly perfect among the soggy greenery of the river bank.  Except for his clothing and weapons of course, Brisa could only change one thing per casting of the spell.  So, as when she cast it on Aiden, she focused on his skin as the most practical thing to camouflage.

“If we are still alive tomorrow I'll change you back.  I can at least do that much” she muttered softly, still without looking at him.

She walked back over to their campsite and the shelter they had created from the tarp and boat, noting with some distress that the little wooden skiff had a huge break in it now.  It must have happened in their fight but no one noticed.  If they survivied they would need to be on foot again, and this time on the wild side of the river.  As best she could remember of the little bit of map she had of the area all the villages were on the other side.  Till they found a bridge or some sort of ford they were probably going to be forging through bush and tree for the next several days.  

She knew they would stay here until Jaim moved on, she knew the others would want that.  And Argurios was injured, not to mention all of them were physically exhausted in general.  She had no idea, however, just how long they would be staying in one spot.  She figured she'd better check on their supplies, what few they had, so they would be ready to go when the time came.  It was fairly simple work that would allow her to practice her memory exercises. 

All mages needed good memories and they had a variety of tricks and techniques they used to build up their memory.  She moved quietly making a mental record of everything they had, while at the same time trying to recall the exact color of every flower they had seen since leaving home.

She looked over their supplies carefully.  Aiden had lost his pack, but they had lost one of their party to the frogmen, or so she assumed, and his pack was available.  Rumaging through it she saw it had a cape and a spare set of rough traveling clothing.  They couldn't afford to leave anything useful behind and after pulling out the cape for herself, she had no cloak like the boys did, she set the pack aside for Aiden to use for his supplies.  The extra clothing would come in useful for someone later she was sure.  She also put their fallen comrade's knife in the pack, she had found it earlier along with a sturdy staff, on the riverbank.  The staff she wondered about but maybe one of the boys could use it.  She set it aside in plain view so they could take charge of it it if they wanted.      

They couldn't do anything with the boat but the tarp they were using as part of their shelter they would want to take as well.  It wasn't quite a tent but if they would need to travel the wild side of the river it would serve well for simple shelter.  Her own satchel was rather packed full, containing all her carefully wrapped books as well as various components for her magery.   There was no way she could add more to her satchel, she hoped the boys would have room in one of their packs.

Finally she looked at what sort of food they had.  It wasn't much.  Much had been ruined in the rain, they wouldn't want to loose what was left.  She wrapped it all up carefully in a leather sack they had found in the stolen boat.  She could tie it to her satchel if needed when the time came to go, for now that should keep it free of the damp and vermin.  

Satisfied she had actually accomplished something she wrapped herself in her newly acquired cape, and tried to calm her mind.  Now that she wasn't actively doing something her mind was free to wander to all the worries that plagued her, and all her fears for the future.  She gave a heartfelt sigh and closed her eyes.  She couldn't close her mind however, no matter how tired she was, and she slipped in and out of a fitful rest.