Moon faced up from kneeling by a half built firepit. Nikta fluttered over and sat down next to her. “I could heal your eyes it would be very easy…”

“I’m sure you’re ugly. No thank you.”

Nikta’s eyes glowed for a moment. “It isn’t wise to mess with immortals…”

Moon shrugged; “it wouldn’t be the first time.”

“Then you’ve had your fair share of curses?”

“Yes, actually.”

“Hm. Interesting…”

“What?”

“Just how little you seem to care about how many curses you have”

“They were all until death so they’re gone now”

“And how’s that?”

“None of your business.”

“Fine. How long does it take to build a fire?”

“How long does it take for an idiot to take a hint?”

“Too long I guess- what are we to eat?”

“Why don’t you go catch us something? Rabbit is good”