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"They look cute"

Was Darcy's reaction. 

He figured it was time to settle for a rest and meal, company would be good. She knows she's being reckless but it doesnt bother her. 

The fire has been started, the apples stewing and scraps has been thrown towards the little pots. They seem to be happy because with each few scraps the more they chattered. 

The night got darker, the gossip continued on deep into the night. Thankfully they're as harmless as she predicted but not as amusing. The thought of having a night without his own thoughts was his reward for trusting them. He thinks without acknowledging what she did was still stupid in trusting them blindly.

"So, do you many bypassers in the corner of the map?" Asking after licking his bowl or stewed apple oats. 

"yes! Yes! We do!" Chirped the pot

"but most of them think they've gone crazy at the site of us talking before dashing away." A second pot grumbled. 

letting out a snort Darcy was smug at the thought of him being the few, if not only, to cower away. 

After another long hour or chattering, Darcy's ready to call it a day. 

She loudly grunts as she flops onto the floor and gets cozy. 

"will you be my eyes while i rest little ones?" Amongst their talk she realised they didnt need to sleep to energise as long as they're fed. 

"Of course! of course generous one!!" The whole cluster agreed. 

"Thank yo.. will..forage.. more.. f .. for you .. zz wake ... zzzz "