Chihiro gave Hilde another hug, keeping the nervous girl close. "No problem. We are friends, after all, and I do my best to take care of friends." She watched as two of the group prepared for a spar. It made her want to join in, but a three person spar often made things difficult. "Boys, after you are done, want another sparring partner? I have some energy I could get rid of. I promise not to use magic." She gave them both a cute wink to add a cherry to the top of the metaphorical dessert.

Kistal saw Anrak step in and begin cooking the meat as he also started on some armor. He kept at sharpening his spear and spoke calmly to the man. "So, before anyone else gets here and starts pointing sharp objects at people again, you up for sharing your story? I may well be the only sympathetic ear here it seems." The satyr looked over at the half-minotaur any time he was between strokes on the whetstone, trying to gauge the man's expression.