Ready For Apple Cider

"Oh." She her posture slouched down a little bit as Abby was disheartened for a moment. She made an effort to shake off the feeling as soon as possible though, returning to her original curious enthusiasm as best she could. Talking was something she could do.

"What brings you here?" She asked. It seemed that this was a particularly desirable place of rest for nomad crafters, having come across three within the same season. Though maybe it was just a desirable place of rest period. It wasn't like Abby could argue against the idea, she had found herself returning to the orchard regularly.