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[sub][color=7b5d92]✧     Location: Soft Haven - Bounty House  ✧     Purse: 4 copper     ✧  Interactions:    ✧[/color][/sub][/center]

Eila was rather quiet as they worked together to prepare the meal. Save for the few instructions she had given him, he could see that she was lost within the trappings of her own mind. Ermes kept his head down then, doing as he was dutifully told and chopping some ingredients before setting them off to the side and working on others. There was apparently some order to how they were to be thrown in, he held his tongue as he wished to ask her a million questions only to pepper her with a million more afterwards. He wanted to understand why they went in like this, how she came about to know the recipe, and what it meant for her or her home. Stews were a dime a dozen, but what went in and what it's taste was always varied from place to place and hearth to hearth. There were a few moments in which he found himself opening his mouth, only for nothing to come out before quickly closing his lips again and chastising himself silently. 

He kept his gaze locked on the stew before him. Watching as the broth bubbled and boiled, turning pieces of meat and vegetables around inside it. A few ingredients from the bottom came tumbling up to peek through before falling right back down towards the bottom. It smelled amazing, and the sounds of his stomach could be heard over the roar of the fire. Ermes placed a hand over his stomach, trying to silence it before Eila finally broke the silence. She smiled, but with this current experience he began to wonder how genuine it was. Was that tainted truly better company than he was? He smiled, back thanking her before giving the pot another stir. What she said next made his blood cold. So that's what she was thinking about this whole time.

[Color=7b5d92]"I only have one. I'm not quite sure what Kyreth is doing on this mission, but I don't believe he's here to pass our examination. With that…I don't think there's a need for him to stay up and take watch."[/color] He offered no solution yet as to who would watch alongside Lilan, but he had no trust for those two to be sneaking off together to do a watch alone. They conspired with whispers every chance they could, for all he knew they'd all wake next morning dead and looted while they went off to tell of some horrid beast that ravaged a group of travelers. No. Ermes wasn't about to become one of Storyborns tall tales.