(Congrats.  ;D )<br/><br/><em>Continues to lean out even further, surveying the goods being removed from the basket, until eventually the angle is too extreme and gravity decides that enough is enough. She tucks into roll and lands in a *mostly* graceful and upright fashion. She nods, the whole thing having gone much better than she expected before pushing her hat back and going to inspect this so called sammich.</em><br/><br/>Definitely earning your preparedness badge here.<br/><br/><em>Syk grins, running away momentarily to get some water from the well. After a few moments she comes running back with a clay jug held in the air, water sloshing over the sides. Carefully she sets it down and then plops down in the grass beside the basket.</em><br/><br/>