Like big balls of yarn [Seasonal Event]

Remi seemed to take it, like most other things, in his stride, but as they got him upright Vai was markedly less buoyant about the whole ordeal. The huntress smiled softly as he fashioned himself a crutch, nodding and releasing him so he could walk - well, hobble as best he could. "Gourd patrol," she agreed, turning to walk them out into the fields and scrublands, her steps slow and silent, her bow on her back but her axe in hand for any gnashing pumpkins. They were hassled by the gourds, of course they were, but with Vai keeping her eyes sharp for trouble she managed to keep them away from the injured alchemist as best she could. She was a little out of breath by the time they reached the Sanctuary, her steps slowing to a halt. She smiled back at Remi. "How are you holding up?" vervain face the wind