A chorus of supposes

"Well, that's what I have a genius like you for, is it not?" Vai laughed back at him, ruffling a hand through her curls and shrugging her shoulders; she couldn't really complain too much, given how much of a point he had. "You teach me to brew and I'll do the monitoring while you relax and get some rest. Deal?" She winked, seeming perfectly pleased with that arrangement. The hunter grew thoughtful as they talked further about different alcohol and what they might fill her apparently new tavern with, though she eventually settled into easy agreement that they ought to seek out the locals to learn more. For today, they could write off hunting in lieu of other quality time - this spent out of danger and trouble. "Oi!" Vai objected through a chuckle, knowing full well how truly awful her chicken scratchings were compared to Remi's more elegant script. "I suppose you have yourself a deal, then." Her smile was easy and her step slow, Vai already thinking about what she might want to get on paper first. It would be a productive day, even if not a particularly active one. vervain where the wild things are