The Tangle bird watching goes both ways

There's a short, shared celebration. Sif is enthralled by the feeling of teamwork, even as shallow as this encounter has been, thus far. Furi has been kind enough, and the girl absorbs this like a bone-dry sponge. Even though their victory is short-lived, Sif's desperation for praise and companionship is fueled by a request for more help. Of course! she thinks, her heart giving a tiny skip.

"Yes!" she says again, lowering herself with a tiny wiggle of pleasure. She sets to work on the next vine with a partially numb mouth; the taste doesn't bother her as much anymore, and her teeth are a little less sore then they had been. Maybe it was a good plant? More likely, Sif was mildly allergic. Either way, this vine was gone as well, soon enough, and Sif hops back to do a little dance. Helping people is so much fun!

"Free?" she asks, almost hoping that Furi will require more of her.