<div class="floatleft">(http://americablog.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/Kili-203x300.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Ayshia<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Center of the Crane Hearth<br/><strong>When:</strong>Late afternoon<br/><hr/><br/>Valko listened to her speak, not caring that some of the things she explained he already knew. He just liked listening to her talk. When she finished braiding and left off where he knew her mother died he reached out and gently put his hand on her shoulder. He gave her a compassionate smile, letting her know without words that he supported her. Then he noticed the water was ready and he said, "You're welcome. You keep working. I'll get the tea. No, don't argue or worry about it. I do know how to make tea and it is no bother."<br/><br/>He got up and found her tea in a little jar and placed some in the hot water after moving it away from the fire. While he let it steep he said, "I like your little box by the way. It has character. My mom used to always tell me that things that aren't perfect aren't necessarily bad, they simply have character. That's how I've made some of my most brilliant breakthroughs." He chuckled, "I know it's how Naliya often figures out both what to make and what patterns to paint on her projects. She just blobs on some paint or plays with the clay until she sees something in it. I even caught her once trying to figure out what to bead on an outfit. She just grabbed a handful of beads and dropped them on her project then she exclaimed 'Oh!' and suddenly got to work. My little sister is a funny one..." he blushed, "but you probably already know that being one of her best friends."<br/><br/>The tea was ready so he poured them each a cup and moved hers closer to her, "Here is your tea." He looked curiously at her project to see how far she had gotten on it.