Horizon Ridge pasta la pizza, baby

Saarthal doesn’t catch the drift and causes the girl to step back. She smirks first at Saarthal, amused by her awkward nature but Kiwi’s distress becomes obvious. There’s a weird swell of her chest that causes her to want to protect her, even from her friend. Okay. Time to clear the air. Everything will be okay.
 
“Yes, of course. Her pack is not far from here,” she says, “but I thought we could all get something to eat and rest and we’ll go in the morning, bright and early and with a full belly.” Her voice is soft and she glances down to the goufa, hopeful the prospect of food will make everything a little bit better.