Her little run-in with the violet-haired woman in a nameless pub had somehow ended with the two women going off on an adventure together. How that happened, Chiara Jair wasn't entirely sure, but they seemed to be getting along nicely. Dusk was a pleasant girl, by all standards that the fae could think of, if not a little timid for Chiara's taste.
Regardless, it was her role to help and protect people, so if she needed help, there was no way Chiara would turn her away. Besides, she had just gotten two new demon hearts that were aching to be used as curse cures.
"What is it, sweetie?" Chiara asked, approaching the girl with a soft saunter, her basket not quite filled with a colorful arrangement of berries and roots the women had collected. Examining the bush Dusk was referring to, she nodded slightly with a smile. "Those are fine to eat in small amounts. I don't know what they're actually called, but my teacher called them Dew Mead because, when prepared right, they have a similar effect to alcohol drinks."
She put the basket on the ground next to Dusk and picked a handful of the berries, grinning sweetly at the woman next to her.
