Wild Berry Meadow We can fly or we could take this slow

Bridget didn’t know what either of those places were but she nodded, knowing it might come in handy someday. One could never tell when a favor might be useful, and anyway - she enjoyed having friends.

Well, Reyson, you seem like a pretty smart guy. Your Meadow is a lucky girl. Don’t let her get away with pushing you too much, alright? Bridget smiled at him, then looked towards the caldera. At this rate it would likely be getting dark by the time she got back home. I should probably get going. Good luck!

She’d see if he had anything else to say though before departing with a cheery wave. She had her own supplies, already gathered, to bundle up and carry back home.