Now seeing Ravah up close Emera could tell the girl did not look well, the tired look in her eyes, the snivelling and her general look of discomfort combined to make a woman that looked very worse for wear. “Sure I have a stead pair of hands I should be able to help with bits and pieces. Though you don’t look like you could help anyone at the moment, when was the last time you slept in a bed?” Emera climbs into the back of the cart with Revah and sits down on one of the now checked creates while talking to the woman.