The dark eyes which looked upon him had an expression which could give many messages. Especially to Bria who was used to people looking down on her, judging her, hurting her. She remained looking at him though, she didn't flinch at all to his body language nor his facial expression. It was like a drone, looking up at a King, a foot soldier staring up at a calvary commander. His assumptions weren't wrong. When they first met, she had no reason to tell him about her abilities. On top of that if she were to hide them, she would have the advantage if an event went sour.<br/><br/>As River said that he would talk to the men first, a small smile tugged her lips awkwardly. He accepted her almost immediately, huh? That was nice, she didn't have to worry. He didn't even immediately scold her from hiding her abilities, but she knew he wanted to. She watched as he left her to tend to the men, telling them of her. She caught a few of them looking in her direction, but most of her attention was brought upon the younger ones that River would have talked to.<br/><br/>She watched as River scolded them, and then as they would come over and advanced upon her position. Once they arrived in front of her and apologized, her eyes and expression seemed relaxed.<span style="font-style: italic">It takes a village,</span>she thought of a saying from her world about raising a child. It wasn't far off, but not all villages can withstand differences. At least this one seemed like they could indeed be able to withstand her, for the time being anyway. The way they described themselves though, as<span style="font-style: italic">Oxen</span>, was a bit adorable. She pictured them all as ox, it was too much.<br/><br/>Bowing her head slightly, in a half-assed lull, she would raise her head quickly afterward. It was a common bow, a nod of acknowledgement.<span style="color: #40FFBF">"Good to know magic isn't common,"</span>Bria would say with a soft snicker. Since magic wasn't common, it meant that there were less people she had to contend with when it came to magical abilities. However at the same time, if it was rare, there was definitely going to be geniuses with high magic capacities. The last thing she needed was to go against another magic bearer who has more experience than her.<br/><br/>Once the boys were shooed away, she would look up at River and listen to the whole him not liking the withholding of information. She simply shrugged before he even finished saying that he knew why she didn't tell him.<span style="color: #40FFBF">"If I didn't use it in the wilderness, I'd likely die from disease and boredom."</span>She made somewhat of a bratty puffed up cheeked expression which allowed her lavish dimples to reveal themselves.<br/><br/>However when he brought up his wife, she could only lower her eyes slightly to his chest. He spoke of his village earlier, so she now figured that the wife he was now talking about in past tense was also dead. She knew how it felt to have someone you enjoyed in life, be wrenched away from you, how unfair it felt. Her perfect teeth tightened, clenching a bit even as he gave that little chuckle. If someone she chose to spend the rest of her life with were to die, she didn't know what she would do.<br/><br/>When he had told her to get on with her thing, she nodded slightly. She noted the sadness in his eyes and walked passed him. Her movements were like the wind, she let her feet carry her. If it weren't for sticks and leafs, she would be moving completely silently. As she approached a tree which no one was standing near, she would hold her knife in reverse. Her blade was just long enough to reach the whole width of the tree.<br/><br/>Lowering her body slightly, she lunged forward and like butter the blade would cut directly through the tree trunk. Due to how thin the blade was however, it was barely noticed. As she began to stand straight up however, she turned and kick the tree trunk; causing the tree to fall over onto another tree. As the tree rested diagonally, she would then begin to systematically cut it into manageable logs Each of them had been cut at a specific length. She would then do it to a handful of other trees until they had completely filled the cart to the status quo.<br/><br/>As they had finished, she retracted the length of her utility knife. Several clicks were heard until the blade disappeared into the plastic, only being able to be seen from the gap where the lever to control the length was located. Compared to waiting four hours to go to the village, this took about forty five minutes, having just rolled the logs over to the cart.<br/><br/>However instead of immediately joining the others, she summoned her little purple menu again. Using this menu, she turned the remaining tree stumps which were still attached to the roots into what looked like wooden tools. She turned one of the trunks into hoes, another trunk into wooden swords and the rest into arrows and what looked like a few spring operated crossbows that could fire deadly needles. All of the items she had made had the same enchantment, fire proof. So in total, there was just enough for each person to carry one of each item. Though there were only four crossbows.