The smile, despite how small it was, made her a little bit happier that the guy who had lost a lot was finally given something to smile about. Even if it was just her playing with him. They remained quiet their entire trek back towards the village. She had no reason to talk, she hadn't had much on her mind anyway. Even though she could figure that the world which they were living in was bleak. Raiders? Warriors from another country? Whoever these brigands were, they weren't going to get what they wanted anymore. She would be able to stop this tragedy from continuing.<br/><br/>As they arrived at the outskirts of the village, she watched as River waved to men in the distance and she glanced over at him as he spoke. Arching a brow as he spoke of how they'd call a meeting with the village council. She figured as much, he couldn't just bring her in. Though for the first time in a long time, she was optimistic about the probable results. As he brought up that she should help the people of the village to show generosity, she would let out a soft sigh.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">There is no generosity, only initiative,</span>is what the girl wanted to say. However she didn't say it out loud. Instead she simply nodded slightly in agreement to his statement. She would probably go out of her way to begin repairing before he even got time to council. She had the ability to customize things, this also meant she could fully restore destroyed objects and even buildings. She could even turn destroyed buildings into raw material for another project should she need to.<br/><br/>When he joked about the cellar however, she cracked a little smile of her own across her lips. Her eyes were relatively hollow though if one looked upon them. When he brought up evening chores, she pursed her lips slightly. She wasn't a farmer, she didn't like working in the dirt.<span style="color: #80FFBF">"I'd rather make a workshop than work in a field. I can make tools, basic medicines such as plant based pain killers and laxatives from plant fibers. I can also make better defenses and weapons to use against whoever's attacking your home..."</span>She'd glance over at the crossbow weapon which he had in his hand.<span style="color: #80FFBF">"Metal weapons capable of firing projectiles capable of ripping into the wearer of plate armor... Better than a Dwarven Blunderbuss without the overpowered recoil,"</span>she was pretty much talking of the short range black powder weapons the Dwarves use if they weren't using war hammers and axes. Of course she had no idea if Dwarves were even a thing in this world. If they were, there would be no surprise.