Did he hold it against her that she had lied immediately? Probably, but her lie was blatant, it stuck out. She probably said it on purpose to gage his reaction, see his deduction skills. The man like she had thought before was an intellectual, but his cold calculating eyes also harbored something else. He was methodical, he was a leader. If the village was his charge, she had no choice but to follow his lead should she want to stay in a populated place and protected.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I need a better lie?</span>She would think to herself, repeating what he had said in her mind. It was nice that he used her name though and not address her as kid or kiddo. She didn't very much like the nicknames based on how she looked. Plus, she didn't like being called a child even when she was younger. Why would she really go on lying all the time anyway? She had no reason to, plus she probably wouldn't remember all of the lies if she were to go on a spree.<br/><br/>As he motioned towards her appearance and picked out her physical and healthy qualities, she simply shrugged. If he paid much attention to her eyes, they didn't give that big spark of youth most people had. They didn't shine with glee, despite the little spark of curiosity which was hidden somewhere deep within. Despite what he had said about her being a stranger to labor, it wasn't exactly true. She just had abnormally soft hands and skin, if she were to get a callous it would go away rather quickly. Though when he pointed out the quality items, she couldn't exactly argue. Compared to nobles things, her stuff was still eccentric, but much higher in quality.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FFBF">"I've been educated since I was four years old. My education ended last week. I was schooled in mathematics, sciences, literature, cooking, crafting, art, sculpture, economics, architecture and mixed martial arts."</span>When he brought up the whole selling girls off and calling it marriage, she knew what he was talking about. She even studied world history, this included medieval times and political marriages. Falling houses would often marry their children off to gain wealth and support from higher noble houses. Commoners often did the same thing, even peasants did it to get an extra cow. Bria didn't comment on most of what he said after asking about the education.<br/><br/>When they finally came into view of the other men, she blinked a few times when River introduced her as someone who was wondering in the woods and can't remember anything. Her blue-grey eyes stared into space for a few moments before he called her attention, pointing to a cart and telling her to go over there and stay out of trouble. Slowly nodding, the girl would walk over, picking up a wedge of log from the ground on her way over towards the cart.<br/><br/>Sitting down on the edge of the cart, she would look over to the lanky male who came towards her soon after. A brow raised, a lower lid elevated. She wore a slightly confused look when he came over to her and introduced himself. Ruffling his own hair, his neck was red and his face was blushing. It was clear he was interested in her, or just embarrassed to be talking to a girl.<br/><br/>The nervous ramble made her face soften up a bit, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. As he offered a portion of his lunch, she watched as he'd settle it upon the cart beside her.<span style="color: #80FFBF">"Thank you Matthew,"</span>she would say the full name in which the name Matt was derived. So when he went off to join the others, she picked up the bread and cheese. The bread was stale and the cheese was sharp smelling.<br/><br/>Taking the cotton off of the bread and cheese, she would put the food in her bag as he had let her be. The food right as it reached the mouth of the bag, vanished as it was put into the bag. Anyone watching would probably assume it was a bag of holding. That's when she would then unravel the cotton to its full length. Moments later a translucent blue-purple menu would appear before her, the cotton would be engulfed with light for a mere second before turning into a red scarf with gold thread trimming. Unlike one knitted by hand, the cotton scarf looked perfectly cut, one wouldn't even see broken strands.<br/><br/>Anyone who witnessed it would probably assume it was magic, but there was no records of production magic like this. The scarf would then begin to glow softly as she added a durability and strengthening enhancement. Wrapping the scarf around her neck, she seemed to not really care all that much if anyone was watching.<br/><br/>She then picked up the wood wedge from before, that too would begin to shine for a mere second, its shape warping into a mouse. The detail of the sculpture was highly realistic, but the color was of wood and it didn't move on its own until it would begin to give a faint glow. She had just made a little wooden mouse golem with enhanced danger sense. The mouse would then proceed to crawl up her sleeve and onto her shoulder, perching itself there on it's master's shoulder.