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"I know you are," Laven agreed.

A curious thought struck her then. If they were able to rennovate one of the homes in the ruins, perhaps she might be able to build a second forge for him in the Dark Kingdom. Surely there were youma who had an affinity for fire aside from Faustite. One that might be able to produce a flame hot enough, or even hotter, than what his current forge could maintain.

Then again, perhaps it was a bit of a selfish thought to consider. He was a talented artisan; metal sculptures were truly beautiful to behold. But they all took time, the time she didn't have. Two hours never felt like enough to actually accomplish anything aside from perhaps a meal since that was really the only thing that could both be started and finished in the same sitting.

It sucked...

But she'd take the fleeting moments for what they were and hold onto them greedily.

"Pizza sounds good. However, you're ok with something seafood, I'd like to make something instead." Shrip pasta with alfredo and some Dungeness Crab, boiled with some garlic butter on the side. The simple thought of it made her stomach growl and for a moment she forgot that her own bowl of food was still untouched.

Embarrassed, she picked it back up and muttered a shy apology and took a bite of the chili. Tasted kind of bland, and her expression reflected as much, but that was kind of to be expected.

The food on her spoon plopped back in her bowl at his elbowed nudge, some sauce splashed on her uniform but all she did was shaker her head, laugh and wipe it off with a sweep of her thumb. Fortunate thing about their uniform was that every time they powered down it was like dry-cleaning day. Any rips, tears, stains were suddenly repaired like new the next time it was needed.

"As long as we're not split up again, I'm sure we'll make it out of this safely." Of everyone here, Lopezite was the one she had trusted the most to have her back if s**t got real.

She had yet to find Wolframite among the tents and worried something might have happened; but his years of experience in the Rift gave her hope that he was in fact well and just busy with other tasks.

"I should probably head back to the canteen and see if the corrupt finished portioning out the soup so I can get started on some more." Also would be nice to give her a break since she had been helping her for the last hour or so. "Get some rest if you can," Laven reached over and gave his forearm a light squeeze. "I'll come find you when I'm done."

Rest sounded like a good idea but her mind was way too active to allow her to sleep; best thing to do was keep busy until exhaustion took over and made her lay down.