With his response to the gnome, she simply watched him for a few moments, she could clearly see it wasn't something he liked looking at. And even with the shrug, she snickered softly hearing him say that it looked more of a goblin or an elf. Though in the back of her head, elves looked much different from those little things. Shrugging herself in response, she would nod slightly when she was thanked for helping out. Though she didn't vocally accept this thanks, she didn't seem like the one to talk all that much. She didn't see a reason to be verbal for the time being.<br/><br/>Hearing him make the observation of his people, Bria nodded again in agreement. She didn't really care that they were now marveling in the new things which are now all across the village. Though at the same time she was rather happy that this was helping her be accepted, at least that is what she assumed would be happening. Though when he brought up the whole idea she had for the wall and underground shelters, she pursed her lips slightly. He of all people had to have a meeting about it? That and they would have to wait a whole week for this meeting!?<br/><br/><span style="color: #40FFBF">"W-Why not call an emergency meeting tomorrow?"</span>Her head was turned to the side slightly with concern as she kept her eyes on the man now. He was a man who had seen war, battle, skirmishes. If they were to wait a whole week, another raid could be commenced upon his people. Though she could definitely create the wall while he was sleeping, he wouldn't be able to stop her. Of course that was on the forefront of her thoughts should this idea be denied. What were they going to do? Demolish the wall?<br/><br/>When he made the suggestion to go to his farm, she shrugged slightly with an indifferent expression on her face now. She followed him to the stable and watched as he pulled out a brown tempered mare. It was an interesting stead, though when he introduced it as if it was another person. She gave him a slight glance before looking back towards the brown mare.<br/><br/>Hidden fear was in the back of her eyes, locked away by her heart. The last time she had been anywhere near a horse she was seven years old. She had learned how to ride one, but had not only been thrown off its back, but she had also been trampled. Luckily the only damage she had at the time was a broken arm and fractured wrist. Letting out a huff of breath through her own nose as the man had her take hold of the mare. She graspped the reigns and lead the mare to the cart. She did it rather flawlessly and without hesitation, but her expression was that of irritation and panic. She could feel the tingling of her nerves run wild throughout her body, her head involuntarily twitching to the side from the sensation.<br/><br/>Once he had her get up into the cart on the top, she would sit down in the seat and look over at him when he said he would let her drive.<span style="color: #40FFBF">"I rather not drive. I've ridden horses before for sport when I was seven, but never used a cart. Personally I prefer automated vehicles."</span>She'd take a book out from her bag and place it upon her lap, opening it. This book had a hard cover, the pages were thinner than parchment and there were hundreds of them. The pages were glossy and had photographic imagery, printed words and complicated mathematic equations and explanations. At the bottom of the page said Section 1, Applied Physics.