All Look, No Touch

Kirsi was silent for a long while, leaning back and listening to the conversation that ensued. She still wasn't totally convinced this stranger didn't have something wrong with her mentally wrong with her but Ignis seemed inclined to humor her, at least for a bit longer. She raised a brow at the stranger's assessment of their lands - flat and boring. To her the north was anything but, though she knew other landscapes had their merits. The far north did too, practically ensuring the wolves raised here would be strong and capable of survival... even if Sparrow seemed inclined to think otherwise. Ignis suggested somewhere else to find entertainment, a lake to the northwest of these lands - Kirsi merely nodded in agreement, finding her own patience wearing thin with Sparrow's antics. It was best to say nothing at all and let Ignis take the reins with this one.