When he reassured her that she would do fine on their hunting trip, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, only to break out in a broad playful grin and a light chuckle. How could he know? But she was appreciative of his kind indication. "I mean it, though!" Kiliaen insisted. While she certainly wouldn't turn down the opportunity to spend more time with him- she'd actually jump at the chance. She also didn't want to make his job any more difficult than it already was.
It had taken much longer to prepare to replant the Kava than it did actually planting the new shoots. But again, once the rhythm was set, it was fairly simple to maintain. She'd move a few paces, create a divot, center the propagule, and then cover it before moving to the next location. They hadn't harvested much of it, so when it was all said in done, there wasn't much to plant. So when they were finished, she took a moment to admire their work. It brought an appreciative grin to her face that held back the enthusiasm behind anticipation. A part of her couldn't wait to see the new plants begin to develop, even though she knew it was going to be a long while.
Balthier likely didn't share that excitement, but it was okay. She wasn't sure she would share the same enthusiasm for his hobbies. But that was a part of it. When he prompted her, asking if she was ready, she was quick to reply. "Yep! Good to go." Kiliaen answered, taking one last final glance around their workspace. Everything seem wrapped up, so she would follow his lead without any hesitation.
Most of what she had hunted to feed herself was smaller game- never something as large as a deer. She was by herself after all. However, she had forgotten how fun the chase could be. In their pursuit, she did her best to stay a step behind Balthier- silently mimicking his actions whenever she was unsure. A couple of times he had caught her watching him ... or perhaps it was the other way around? Regardless, she always immediately broke eye contact with a playfully embarrassed smirk as she pressed on to their hunt. Which, was surprisingly successful to a degree. She didn't think she ended up being that big of a hindrance after all.
Once they had satisfied Balthier's contribution to the Hallows, they returned to the unkempt garden. She offered him a puzzled look when he left one of the deer aside while bringing the other along, but didn't pressure it. As he began to field dress the one that he had brought along, she found a shady spot beneath a nearby tree. What she did not expect, was the offering of a cut of venison. Kiliean felt compelled to wave him off, or insist that he didn't have to. That it was part of their deal. But he knew all of that. So instead, she accepted the gift. "Thank you." She responded genuinely. She watched him as he settled nearby, waiting for him to get situated before taking her own first bite. As she was chewing, he jokingly apologized for not coming more prepared. Once her mouth was clear again, she offered a light chuckle. "That's okay. I believe we'll manage just fine without." Kiliean ensured.
There was a brief lull as they began their meals, but the conversation flowed smoothly. When he asked if she was staying nearby, she nodded in response before gesturing in a direction a little more toward the center of the territory. "Yeah, there's some cover just inside the tree line off the main meadow." The autumn fae answered. "It isn't going to withstand winter or a flood, but for summer it's nice." For a pre-dug out den beneath the roots of a tree, she felt that she had little to complain about.
