"It is good pie."

He flags down the waitress and settles the bill, leaves a tip among the plates, and they can head off to the town square to see about the healing. They're still getting everyone together - they don't have wheelchairs here, and stretchers are slower at the job - but they think it'll only be another twenty or thirty minutes, which is a good amount of time for Raafi to go out to the mine in, and when they get back (with news that the mine is fine now and they want to bear east for the best yield) everyone is ready.

Blai stands in the middle of it all and does his channel.

The people here are no less enthusiastic and grateful than the last two places.

"Ready to go?"

"Yes." Hand.

They appear just outside Raafi's tent. "Do you want to come with me while we unpack the hole, or should I find you somewhere when we're done?"

"If you could use a hand I have those but I'm not sure I wouldn't be in the way."

"We could, I wouldn't mind you in there and I can't say that of everyone. - do we need to discuss the euphemism, Kat covers it half the time but I don't know if it would have come up today "

"I don't think she explained any euphemisms to me."

"Now I'm not entirely sure the euphemism is translating. If you don't think there's anything to discuss I'd just as soon skip it."

"...okay."

They can head over to the clearing, then, and send runners to get the Pelorians and a couple work teams of refugees. Raafi waits for the Pelorians to arrive before laying out the hole, and half of them stay topside to receive the barrels the other half go in to send them up while they're waiting for the other workers.

Blai has hands and can hand things up. When the barrels are where they need to go he can go fill those.

There's more stuff to notice in the hole while he's down there: Raafi has a rack of clothing along one wall, winter gear and summer gear and fancy clothing in multiple styles and a few things stranger than that. It also looks like he collects walking sticks; there are a handful hanging on the wall by the ladder, some of which are glowing as magic items sometimes do, but also a whole barrelful next to that that are interestingly carved but not apparently otherwise remarkable.

There's an argument outside the hole about where the rain barrels will go; from the sound of it, it comes to blows before someone steps in to break it up.

- he pokes his head out to see if the break-upper has it under control.

Somebody has a black eye and somebody else is being given a stern talking to; nobody else seems like they're about to get involved or anything.

Back to unloading the hole then.

They can get everything out without further issue. The sun is well into setting by the time they do.

"I have Longstrider up from earlier, if you wanted to distribute another round of water you could try out the new staff and save some time at it."

"I don't know the spell."

"It lets me walk about a quarter faster." He demonstrates.

"I can try to sit on the stick if that's what you mean."

He sets it up for riding. "It won't try to roll out from under you or anything, but some people feel more steady on things like this if they lean forward and hook their feet around the back part."

"Like - this?"

"Yup." And off they go, distributing water as the sun sets. It gets too dark for comfort before they're done; Raafi takes out a glowing stone to see by when it does.