Well, she will, then - this wool is from the goat he's seen, from when he was sheared last fall; shearing is like a haircut, which is common for humanoids, too, their hair will just keep growing if it isn't cut, and cutting it doesn't hurt; having long hair is fine for humanoids, usually, or easily enough managed anyway, but woolly animals with hair all over will get uncomfortable if it gets too long, and can get sick, so they need it cut. Goats get sheared twice a year, spring and fall, but wool is bulky before it's been spun, and she didn't have time to spin it all before she left her clan, so she sold it to someone there to spin rather than bring it with her; she'll probably be settled somewhere by fall, and he can see her do that part then. After spinning it's dyed, by boiling it with various kinds of plants and things - the teal color of this yarn comes from ramblers' lemon leaves that she gathered and dried last year and treated with a dash of vinegar; without the vinegar they make a muddier yellow color that she thinks is just as pretty, but that doesn't sell as well, mostly because yellow dyes are so much easier to come by; she knows the difference between ramblers' lemon yellow and onion skin yellow, but most people don't know or particularly care, and you can get onions anywhere. And then the knitting itself - she's not sure if there's a way for him to hold knitting needles, and anyway he'd need a lot of practice to get anywhere near as fast as she is, but she can slow down and show him what she's doing and point out the details of how it works and how she could modify things to make different stitches.

When the sun starts to set, she moves over to the window to watch; when the light starts to fade, she asks Phantasm to bring Tag, the dog, over to Raafi before he and Figment go to bed. Deka stays up for another hour, finishing one sock and getting started on another before she finally starts yawning and eventually turns in for the night.

He listens attentive and content, and watches curiously. (He's not sure if he could manage it himself, but part of him is curious to try, though he doesn't say it right now.)

He stays close to her through the rest of the day, but when she starts yawning, he'll make his way towards the fireplace.

Deka sleeps in late again, but Figment comes in shortly after sunup with a leafy packet of bugs and berries. "Sleep good?"

One pads out of the fireplace, shakes a stray flame off a hind paw back into the fire, and stretches before sniffing at the package of berries and bugs. "Think so? Warm at least."

"Good. Phantasm's talking to Raafi, could go over there if you want. But eat first."

He'll eat quickly, and when he's done, tilt his head curiously at Figment as if to ask where they're going.

She tilts her head at him. "Do you want to talk to Raafi? Wuk. We could go for a walk."

He pauses, and hums. "I- should? About...druid?"

"All right." She pads over and hooks a foot under the door to pull it open, leading the way to Raafi's room.

It takes him a minute to open the door when she scratches at it, and he invites One to make himself comfortable while he puts Tag in Deka's room. He sits on the bed when he gets back, giving Phantasm a scritch before speaking. "How are you doing?"

One, who's settled near the fire of Raafi's room tilts his head, thinking about that question. "Okay? I think?"

"Good. I hear you're ready to talk to the druid today, once Deka's up? I might go talk to him now, if you are, I expect he'll need some time to get ready to come."

"I- think so? And- And I don't think it'll be- I think waiting might- make it harder?"

"If you're feeling comfortable here, certainly. All right. Are there any questions you're going to want to ask him, or is there anything else you might want his help with?"

"I don't- I don't know. I don't...know what I should ask him about."

"That's all right. I wasn't sure if anything was on your mind, is all - if there's anything about your body you aren't sure is normal, or if something's been bothering you and you want to know if anything can be done about it, he'll be able to answer questions like that."

He looks over Raafi's shoulder. "I can set myself on fire," he points out, quiet, but the tiniest bit of sass apparent. "There's a lot that isn't normal about me."

"Fair enough," he chuckles. "But he can guess, at least. And if we need someone who knows about fire elementals, I can do that too."

One's eyes widens a little at that. "Ah- I don't- uh. That- you don't- have to?" (And the idea is a little intimidating, dealing with someone else.)

"And I'm not planning on it, it'd be a production - the person I have in mind doesn't like to leave her desert, we'd have to go to her. But we can, if something's worrying you."

He relaxes a bit, and nods. "I- don't think there is. But- I haven't thought about it much?"

"Mmhmm. It'll be easier to tell once you've had some healing, too."

He nods again. "I- Did you- need anything else? Figment- Figment suggested a walk?"

"I don't think so - I can make you some more bamboo if you'd like, have you eaten yet today? But if you're all right for now I can save that until I know more about what I should be making for you."

"Figment brought me some berries and bugs. They were good."