what we leave behind

VAI The huntress "Yes, I suppose that's true. Especially the part about feeding her." Vai snorted softly; she'd be surprised if the little dragon didn't start prowling around at the scent of the food as it began to cook. At the mention of hunting, she shot him a look that suggested he didn't even need to ask. "Of course I can. I can drop things off to you, or you can come by the cabin with Aoife if you like," she said, before smiling to him. "Yes, it's alright. She survived being carried through Longnight with Ronin - she'll be perfectly fine as long as you keep her warm." Leaving the ingredients to simmer, Vai turned briefly to check on the sleeping child and coo over her, before moving to sit beside Remi while he altered his clothing. "Fine is probably pushing it too," she murmured, reaching out to rest her hand over his. "Aoife is perfect, though. She's fed and loved and protected, thanks to you." Probably at the cost of Remi's own health, but who the hell could stop him?