[ Short post just to get caught up. ]<br/><br/>Still rattled from what she is convinced was a situation moments from becoming far worse for her, Cyria can only nervously nod as Disa begins to run through a rather flimsy (in her view, at least) justification for not eating.  Nor was she at all inclined to correct her assumption that because she was interested in history and the nature of the place they were in that was thus a bard.  The last time that she had picked up a musical instrument had been over a year ago, and that had been a drum at a festival!<br/><br/>Sasara's sudden appearance and even more unexpected offer draws her gaze rather sharply - she knew that Sasara's faith particularly supported this kind of thing, and that she was more capable than most at succeeding at this kind of challenge, but the strength the oni had only casually displayed to them was prodigious.  How much stronger would those muscles be when she was actively trying to hold a meal down?  Throwing a nervous glance at Johan, trying to get some kind of hint as to his opinion on the matter, Cyria isn't sure how to proceed as she in no way wants to get between Disa and a potential meal, as that would almost certainly end up with her being added to the menu.