Jael was moving better now, able to make it back to the mainland with some help. Though her steps were tired, a bit shaky, she was doing her best. She knew she could be helpful, useful for something. Her gaze flickered to Gil's face from where she stood on the beach... wanting to be confident it's hard. She knows he knows. "It's dangerous over here... do we have the manpower to commit to patrolling here and all of the islands?" The words are quiet, though Jael is thoughtful as she steps over the soft sand. It gives way beneath her paws and she's... curious. Taking a moment to take everything in.
"It can serve as our foothold on the mainland, though, if we want pasture land someday." The words are thoughtful, her gaze flickering to Gil's face. Being out here was making her a little nervous, as to be expected. At least she feels better under his watchful eye. Though the swim wasn't long, it was tough on her still-recovering endurance. Jael's insight is given gently, a thoughtful expression on her delicate features.
As her keepers, Gilgamesh and Modesty may join any of Jael’s threads if they deem necessary.
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