One Man's Trash... [Peregrine]

The other pair bickered a bit, and while it was nice to see that she and Tsiry weren't the only ones, theirs was a bit more congenial than what she'd experienced so far. Then again, Wolf was quite the gentleman and Tsiry was a hopeless barbarian. That was probably the difference. Mags suggested going to find herself something like Pere's satchel and the idea was more the pleasant. "Well, I'm not exactly sure. I think so, but Tsiry is really the one who found it. I'm sure we could get something like it here though with a bit of hunting around. Let's go then!" Peregrine had had items like this before, all lost to time at this point, and while they certainly weren't easy to find it wasn't impossible! And they had four pairs of eyes looking out, she'd only ever had one, after all. Certainly it wouldn't take them all that long at all. She doubted anyone would would want their stinking plants in their absence, so she felt little apprehension in leaving them be. She turned back towards the heaping piles of scrap to start turning over bits of this and pieces of that, really just hoping something would stick out to her.