“Not that fast.”  Mitch smiled a little at Kalista; moving over to where she was settled he saw her feeble attempt to gather wood for a fire and the look of misery that touched her features.  There was something just a little off about the way Kalista responded to things, but he figured it was her Druid self or something like that.  Pleased that she had settled down and not run away, Mitch didn’t say much else as he lowered down with the three kettles and he said to her.<br/><br/>With a slight smile he arranged everything to his satisfaction before he addressed the odd woman again, “I’ve got some fish to try, as I’ve never had it and lamb which I have.  Also a weird vegetable called beetroot, it is purple.”  Wrinkling his nose he then grinned, “I’ve never heard of a purple food before, but the inn keeper says it is delicious, and it smells delicious, so I am leaning to the fact that he is right.”    Then he handed the blanket over to Kalista, “The blanket is for you, it’s waterproofed so it should hold up to this foul weather and you look like you need it.”<br/><br/>Truth was that strange female looked absolutely miserable, he wasn’t going to let her escape.  No, not yet, she was going to be his ticket out of this place.  The feeling that her own strangeness would make people forget about him grew stronger as he studied her, she was giving off a feeling of something, but then she smiled and Mitch found that was all he needed.  “Kalista, after we eat... I want to ask you a couple of questions if I may?”