artemis’s Comments (group member since Oct 19, 2021)

Her eyes lit up at the mention of this. "Are there any who know a lot about toxicology and wouldn't mind teaching me more?" She'd ask enthusiastically, although she would be bracing for Esperanza to say that nobody was allowed to teach her any more than she already knew.
"Hm, I would think that would make your life feel prolonged and boring," She couldn't imagine living for that long, her days are already long and hard. She felt incredibly sorry for the fact that not all of the dragons would have an easy life and they would have to live through that for years unless their life was ended via other means, although if they all have the power that Esperanza has, that'd be unlikely.
She realized that the soup was done and quickly took it off of the fire. She passed esperanza a bowl and remarked, "Be careful not to be too shaky, you might get burnt by the soup." She began to pour soup into her own bowl, which was on the ground, then would pour it carefully into Esperazna's bowl, avoiding her hands getting shakey, although a bit would splah on Esperanza.

She'd smile at the thought of Aerwyna getting her hopes up just to be killed by the end of the night. "Yeah, you could likely make a good bit of money," her accessories looked like something she'd buy as a child, which compelled her to avoid looking at them since it may cause her guard to lower.
"Hm, where I'm from we lived on a mountainside near the ocean, it was pretty but the people there weren't the best," She was thinking about her home, wishing she had done something to get back at her parents for being so shitty. Maybe she could spit in their eyes or something, that'd be fun. She was trying not to tempt herself into giving Aerwyna an early death, although she was struggling with herself. She knew nobody would bat an eye if there was a random death on the ship, although people would if she was faking being nice.

She'd slightly chuckled because of the lie Bedelia was still continuing and calmly say in a faked thankful demeanor, "Your seaweed really helped us with," she'd pause, unsure of what seaweed is really used for other than maybe to garment dishes.
Hestia was a bit hesitant to see the bag, thinking that it was some sort of method of killing her, although she was caught off guard by the accessories. She was reminded of her childhood, but she quickly pushed away those feelings. "They're very nice," She thought they'd be a good souvenir for killing someone's kin after bonding with them. She'd rub her finger over one of the shells.
She knew making small talk would make Aerwyna trust her more, which in turn would make her death even worse. "What's your home like?" she didn't care and would likely end up not listening to what Aerywna said since she'd be dead by the end of the day.