"- Ah. Well, these will be okay while I wash what you have, I think," she offers the pants, which will be very big on the girl but have a drawstring, 'but I don't think we have a shirt small enough at all."

"That's fine, thank you for looking," she takes the pants, and if Daisy doesn't stop her, will retreat to the bathroom to change her pants quickly, and then come back out, obviously not entirely sure what to do now.

When she comes back out, Daisy is holding a tub with a few pieces of clothing in it already. "I'll take those," she says of the pants, and then leads the way back to the workroom, where she sets the tub on one of the benches while she clears a spot on the table for it.

She hands the pants over obediently and then follows Daisy into the main room.

"...Can I help in any way?" she asks.

"You can clear a place for this while I go get some water, but only if you want to."

She pauses for a second, and then sets about clearing a place, stacking things neatly out of the way, and as organised as she can manage. It's not necessarily that she wants to do this, but she does want to do something, and this is a thing that needs doing.

And Daisy goes out and returns after a minute with a bucket of water from the well. "That's fine, thank you," she says, and sets about washing the clothes, pants first.

She looks a little startled, as if she's not used to people being grateful to her, but also somewhat content. She retreats a little, but keeps watching Daisy's actions - she might be able to help with this at a later point if they keep her around.

It seems straightforward enough.

She lays the clothing out on the bench as she's done with it. "It'll be dry in about half an hour."

She nods. Considers for a moment. "Is there anything that needs doing?" She is looking at the door to the outside out of the corner of her eyes, wondering if she can ask to go out again.

"You can go out if you want, but come back in if you start feeling bad, it's very easy to get too hot and get sick."

She nods, and is quick to head out the door (before Daisy changes her mind), and climbs back into the tree, settling further down than she previously has in among the branches and tries to sort out this entire situation in her head. Tries to get her brain to adapt to how they want her to think - because upsetting the people looking after you isn't a good idea.

She is probably paying less attention than she should to her environment and how she's feeling.

Perhaps twenty minutes after she comes out, Pradnakt returns on the speeder and heads inside.

She watches her go in, and tries to decide whether she's supposed to follow or not. Pradnakt had wanted to be alone. But equally, she wants to make sure that Pradnakt is alright - she hadn't meant to upset her.

She slides out of the tree, blinking slightly and feeling strangely dizzy. She shakes her head slightly, ignores the sensation and creeps back into the house.

Pradnakt looks up from the signed conversation immediately; Daisy follows her gaze and goes to pour a glass of water for the girl.

She stops in the doorway, and then side-steps into the corner for now. "I- I'm sorry for...upsetting you," she says.

"It's okay - " she signs to Daisy, who signs back - "it's okay."

"Okay," she murmurs. Her voice rasping slightly makes her realise just how thirsty she is, and she carefully circles the room to nearer to Daisy and the kitchen.

Daisy sets the water down and backs off; Pradnakt seems on edge.

She edges forward to take the water, keeping Pradnakt carefully in her peripheral vision. She appears to be trying to make herself seem smaller.

The woman goes still; closes her eyes, takes a breath, relaxes. Daisy sits next to her and holds her hand, which seems to help.

She retreats back to the corner with her glass of water. She thinks that apologising again is probably a bad idea. She wants to ask if Pradnakt is okay, but she also doesn't want to break the silence.

Sign sign sign sign - "She's okay. She's upset that you almost got hurt."

"I-" She tries to think how to phrase this. "It was my own fault? I- I should've known better than to try it again?"

" - no - just now, staying in the heat too long."