Aeryn smiles briefly as she takes a hunk of hardtack from Morgan with a nod and a smile, perhaps her fingers linger a bit before she withdraws and  nibbles experimentally at the "food".  It is rather tough stuff, baked to last, not to taste good.  She works around the edges of it.  The healer thinks for a long moment, perhaps about an equal number of things as she returns the Barbarian's gaze.  "I think it may be a bit more complicated than simply not getting eaten.  I wonder if I was actually placed on the beach.  The red man knew not just the general area perhaps, but maybe exactly where to find me?"  She shakes her head. "I'm not sure.  I can only go by what he said, that my coming was foretold."  She rolls her eyes. "From his actions, he does not exactly regard me as a messiah, hey?  More like an eagerly awaited delivery from the big city."  She leans back on her hands and uncrosses her legs, stretching them out before her.  SHe is obviously much more relaxed now that Xen has agreed to stay.