And they travel at a good pace, but still it's hills, and hills sucked for travel.  And heat; the sylph is stripped topless by the time they get ten miles in, and Lisra wasn't fond of it either.  She'd been carrying  Mr. Fluffles all the while (he didn't mind, odd rabbit...) and was tired too, but not so tired that she'd collapse against a tree like the sylph was.<br/><br/>"Neither do I..." she said, and moved to kneel in front of her and work her skirt from her body "Just trying to cool you off, don't worry..."<br/><br/>Once they were both naked (or almost so by a technical case for Lisra), she sat next to her and rested too, petting her Mr. Fluffles as she hands him another jerky.  She stays silent for a bit, then turns to the sylph.<br/><br/>"So... how long did Auntie say this thing was up these hills again?  We were supposed to be getting there today, weren't we?" she asked, softly, before recalling a water flask in her pack and offering it to the young woman.