Evenstar follows along, darting from patch of ore to patch of ore. The biome is pretty big, and close enough to the shelter that it's relatively safe to futz around in.
Evenstar wanders to and fro, checking the boundaries of the biome. "Straw!" she announces on cutting some tall grass with her knife, followed by calls of "iron!" and "coal!" and one occurrence of "Cave! Not going in there right now." She kisses Hailey in a field of sunflowers, and spends time with her in simple, rote work. The calcite breaks satisfyingly fast even with stone tools, and there's so much iron and coal to gather...
"Okay, I got a bunch of iron together!" She smiles and looks over her shoulder at where Hailey ought to be.