Kelvin
As Illtyd and Branys chattered off to prepare the newcomer's place the skinwalker soon found herself holding the weak legged woman against her as she began crying. Aida hesitantly reached a broad arm to wrap around the witch's shoulder.

"Oh, Gods... He'll get his for this, count on it." Aida offered with an angry but concerned reassurance. She hugged the woman tightly and the Skamp stirred between them trying to see what was happening. Aida's werewolf body heat immediately began to warm the cold tortured creature.

"I am Aida, Skinwalker of Lost Valley. Illtyd and Branys are from Foragers of Serpent's Bluff." A moment of sudden realization struck her "You must... Be the witch apprentice then. The one the briarhearts blame for the fires of Broken Tower. Uhh... Khaira right? You must've been through a lot. By now all of the reach would have been after you." She held the woman for a moment and cradled her head.

"You're blessed it seems with good luck; you're safe here, your exile makes us kin, in our breaking of ties with these cruel leaders." She explained further before momentarily releasing her arms to pass her fur cloak off her own back to give to Khaira. "Come let us get the two of you some warmth."

Aida, as much as she knew the girl needed the fire and tea, and cover from the cold; also knew she needed to let it out. And the werewolf felt no less wanting to simply hold the beautiful woman longer. Khaira felt like hope was a fact in her arms.
Amy
Khaira couldn't help herself but let out what she had been holding in for days. It poured out like a fallen jug in her eyes. The stark black streaking face paint marking dark trails down her cheeks. She leaned hard into the warm comfort of the skinwalker.

Her heart slowing from the worry and adrenaline wearing off was soothing when in Aida's arms.

"It.. It wasn't his fault... He's fine" She said amidst sniffles. Khaira offered her hug back tightly and held it for a minute at least.
 
Then she nodded, accepting it was time to join the invitation to fire, tea, and rest. She pulled away and wrapped up Aodh before wrapping herself in the cloak. Then she let Aida lead the short way to the fire. As they walked she did her best to wipe the tears away. But they still trickled out, and all she did was smear the sepia paint across her cheeks in dragged smears.

She tried her best to hide the fact she was crying from the other two as she sat on the fur beside the fire. But it would be impossible to appear ok at this point.

There was room for Aida beside her, if she wanted. Khaira wanted her too, evident in her gaze never leaving the ravager.
Kelvin
Aida walked with the woman till she seated herself at the fire. She was a mess, that was clear. Aida made sure she was comfortable before ladling out cups of hot snowberry, and juniper tea. Besides potions, few better drinks kept the chill at bay.

Looking at Khaira it was impossible not to see the strength of a reachman, but also the tragedy. Branys and Illtyd were dumb struck by it. Neither realized how upset the situation had made the girl. Branys sat down with her cup next to Khaira, and Aida read the pleading eyes to join as well. But she sternly looked up at Illtyd and scowled.

"This is Khaira. Yes, that Khaira, the one they blame for burning up broken tower. For the murder of her coven. I don't care if she did or didn't, I don't want no more interrogations" She explained to both foragers with a sympathetic and somber tone. Then her eyes shot back at Illtyd. "And before you say another word about it, apologize!" She demanded sternly.

"Then, you're on lookout duty on your own for the day. Just don't go too far. We gotta plan a new campsite before we bail on these wretched monsters running our tribes." She demanded further. Illtyd nodded his head accepting his fault.

"Yer a fine folk by my reckon, and i should'a realized how painful that all had been. I'm sorry Khaira. Truly." He finished his tea cup in a gulp and set it down to leave, but before he did he turned around to add; "If ya need anything I'm yer man."

Branys was taken by surprise when the skinwalker identified Khaira. They had gotten all the news regarding her being blamed, being exiled, hunted, her parents on pikes. She embraced the fur cloaked witch tightly.

"I'm sorry too. These times have been tough, paranoia runs deep. I'm sorry you dealt with what you had. You are welcome with us as long as you want." The forager hugged tighter before letting go.
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Aida however sat thigh to thigh and bumped shoulders onto Khaira's playfully.

"Aye, you got us now if you aint got nothing." She gazed at the teary woman and laid her head against the witch's.
"Funny thing, The Lots in Life, that you'd come to us, best we know, were the only family to say enough with the hags. We wanna make split with the Forsworn. Matriarch hegemony is strangling our lives and wasting our warriors. With you we can work out how to do it. How to split..."