Francisco
*The cleric kneaded her temples, humming in consternation as she cast her mind back.*
"Mm... I know a couple, but only on the mainland. No-one close to Runra... But I'm sure we can find someone! You don't wanna do anything bad with 'em, after all~"
*Her jubilance returned momentarily, clasping Juna's hands and smiling brightly.*
"We can go soon? Maybe in a couple days? Might need some supplies first... Food n' stuff."
Carrie
*Juna seemed a bit absent from the cleric's words, looking quite confused when she said they would be leaving soon and needing supplies.*"Go... Where exactly...?"*She asked slowly, more so in confusion to what all the prep was for.*
Francisco
"A temple? Or maybe a shaman? We can go look?"
*Cecilia's excitement paused as Juna questioned her, blinking deliberately and tilting her head slightly.*
"You can't just stay here and wait for things to happen..?"
*There was a sad curiosity in the back of her voice, part of her knowing that was the kemonomimi's intent from the beginning. But she couldn't sit idly by, not with such danger hanging over her friend's head like this.*
Carrie
*Part of Juna wondered if it would be less trouble letting things happened as they were rather than going out the way for the potential of even poorer news. She could pick up on her friend's sadness, however, and dipped her head in acceptance to the idea.*"Alright... I'll go get more food then..."*She said. The weapon turned back into in a bow, ridding any physical presence of part of it belonging to a ghost. The weapons were beginning to seem less different in the canifor's eyes. She got up and turned away, beginning to head back off towards the river and leaving her friend with her two animal companions, both of which seem to share slight feeling of discomfort as they watched the Canifor go.*
Francisco
"I'm just worried..." She hummed quietly as Juna made to leave, slumping beside the two beasts and watching them with a sad expression. Things had been stable here in the thicket, but there was only so much that waiting for nature to take its course could do. If they knew more, it would be easier... Cecilia began packing, moving slowly as not to disturb too much of the house. They had a long journey, and it seems she was the only willing participant.*