Stinks like a new world (Edrei)

edy "Nope." Edy confirmed. "Third wave." The Launceleyn girl knew a bunch of shit had gone down, but honstly, it was nothing like the war going on at home. So she thought anyways. She had been a soldier too and still found plenty of time to fuck around. If Kal didn't, then he just wasn't trying hard enough. Edy shrugged. "Well, we've already established that won't be happening, so who cares." Her tone was the carelessness of youth as she shrugged her shoulders. "Besides, relationships seem like a pain." She noted a bit delayed, thinking of Zariah and all of her failed relationships, how Loren apparently couldn't move into the family home because he was seeing someone, or how Koel had gotten all weepy on her just thinking about that broad who had died. Pffft. Grinning, she knelt down next to him with a mischievous smile, looking at the flint in his hands. "Wanna see a trick?" She purred lasciviously, biting her lip and leaning forward as if she meant to kiss him, before diverting her gaze towards the fire. "Go on mystery man, make with the spark." Assuming he did, Edy would make a show of blowing towards the spark, not that such was necessary at all. As she did so, she reached inwards for her magic and grasped it, coaxing the fire to life and growing it to a size that wouldn't be sustainable with the amount of fuel Kaladin currently had. "Better get some wood." She purred with a sultry smile, before laughing to herself and rising. Getting something to cook though...that was another matter all together. Hmmm... Sure Edy could make things fall dead, but they needed to be close to her, and as it was, the teenager wasn't normally still enough to let anything with half a brain want to come near enough. "So...just how does this hunter-gatherer thing work? Don't I need a loin-cloth and a spear or something?"