Accepting the bowl of food Daria looks for a comfortable place to sit but being in the forest reveals nothing more than bare ground to sit on. Remembering the chest she take it as part of her reward to claim it as a seat, dragging it closer to one of the fires she soon gives up, not wishing to put further risk to her spilling her free warm meal. Sitting herself down Daria shuffles around a moment to get comfortable and to make room for another should someone want a seat.<br/><br/>“I do hope your Brothers find more survivors, being told there was a large transport ship I would hope to have seen more survivors.” Her voice a fading worry as she stares emptily into her steaming bowl of food. “It’s been a unusual day, but glad to be with such kind acquaintances.” Her tone soon more cheery as she hints at a thanks in her words to the kind Elves.<br/><br/><br/>