Slowly sitting up as she woke, Fiera let out a heavy sigh and looked around at the others. She might have felt embarrassed to look at the others if not for the fact that they were good people in her opinion. Quinta, Alphonse, and Tak were all good folks. Tak was rather exotic, Alphonse was short but with a lot of heart, and Quinta was someone that she considered a very important friend and perhaps more. Still, what they had done had surprised her, but she had gone along with it and now she could just think of it with a small shy smile.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, she turned towards her belongings, starting to dress up again as she spoke up. "Morning everyone. Looks like we were brought out of the swamp after last night. Well, I hope everyone is feeling fine now." She smiled, putting on the small head-dress-chain slowly. She was not sure what exactly it might do but she was curious, eager to find out, and wondering if Vash'ti would mind her returning to that swamp sometime to study its magic. Then again, there were serious risks.<br/><br/>Stretching out, she looked at herself, once dressed again, before opening the bag she carried. Next, she was on her bottom on the floor, reading through the spelltome and commiting spells to memory again, feeling the energy filling her up inside.