Kalista gave Mitch a smile that was almost like love when he handed her the right kettle. In honesty it was love. Love of fish. She settled down to eat happily. Happy with Mitch too since he was a young man and seemed really hungry, yet he was eating slowly and with fair politeness. "I like cooking." She strongly suppressed the overwhelming urge to offer to cook for him. That would imply they were going to travel together and would see each other more after today. So she would not think about more supplies, or cooking or anything else. It was safer to be alone until she could sort out how she'd been betrayed.<br/><br/>"If you think that Mitch, why did you buy me a weatherproof blanket?" She continued her meal, eating as neatly and politely as possible sitting on the ground under a tree. "I think it is odd you insist you need me, since you just met me. Also<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>is a road." She pointed to illustrate and then blinked at the large man walking toward them. No, it was a road. People used roads. Breathe. The man was simply leaving the inn and walking down the road. That was normal. Everything was fine. She shivered and pulled her blanket closer.<br/><br/>She was talking. Right. She repeated a bit less strongly, "That is a road, people use it to go places. I see nothing trapping you. You can walk on down it in any direction you like. You don't need me, or anyone to do that." She didn't take another bite, just hung tightly to the blanket over her shoulders tried not to shiver again. Tried not to watch the man. Walking on a road was normal.  To distract herself, she actually sunk to answering Mitch's question. "I want to find a village that needs a healer. Somewhere new. Somewhere I don't see my grandfather's touch in each thing." Somewhere her people were unknown instead of rarely seen.<br/><br/>"Your large knife is not sharp?" Having just rearranged her bag she knew the contents well and shrugged slightly, "For myself it is a less urgent need. I have a scalpel that is still sharp. I don't.. use it often." Kalista didn't know why she told him. No she knew. It was because that man was close now and that man was looking at them. Her fingers closed on her bag, her entire body tense. She could get used to new people, but two in one day? Maybe he just wanted directions. That was normal. Maybe Mitch bought the last fish and he wanted to beat him up. That was odd, but so were humans. She tried to remember to breathe.