Laughing to herself as the marmoset tried its hardest to give the fallen angel her necessary herbs, Kahlua wondered for a moment if she had picked the wrong ones. Resplendence's hesitation in eating them made her think she had picked something poisonous, or perhaps something neutral that was simply the wrong plant. Her fears were allayed, however, when the fallen angel finally took them into her mouth and chewed. Kahlua was pleased with herself. She had tried, and for once she had succeeded. All was not lost this day.

I'm sure you can make some gorgeous thing... Kahlua smiled, the compliment radiating through her soul. Of course, to be honest, she had done very little. Lace had been suspiciously absent and having just met Aaron moments ago, on rather unpleasant terms, Kahlua was decidedly behind on her crafting responsibilities. She was trying, though, and that was what was important. Of course, not all of her trying was going as well. She still knew almost nothing about the mare she was with, the one she would like to call friend. Perhaps it would come in time, though. Not everyone was as trusting as poor, stupid Kahlua.

Hearing her name break the silence that had once again settled over the pair, Kahlua lifted her head to hear the rest of the fallen angel's words. Making her way back towards the mare, Kahlua watched as the small monkey immediately went to work. She found it strange, though endearing, that the small thing seemed to know exactly what it needed to do without any guidance from Resplendence. Kahlua had thought she had seen it with Quilyan at first, though now she was confused as to whether the thing belonged to Res or the stallion.

As the monkey danced up her leg, Kahlua tried to be calm this time. She preemptively winced as the monkey went to touch her wound; however, she found that any pain on contact was strongly reduced. If nothing else, the fallen angel was a miracle worker in Kahlua's eyes. “I think I may owe you my leg,” she chuckled as she spoke. As the monkey continued her work, Kahlua stood patiently. “And thank you again, little one,” she added later, not content to let the silence stand between them. At the mention of Smoke, Kahlua nodded. She would be happy to see the Wild Rose again, their previous meetings having been rather friendly. “Lead the way,” finally her dancing voice and smile were back together again. With the pain nearly gone and feeling strangely at ease about the whole situation, she began to walk.

@[Resplendence]