Larkspur unknowingly spoke of Reed's own gods when she mentioned the god of the sea being angry. She didn't interrupt Larkspur, but she did find herself wondering why Mar would be upset with them. "That sounds awful" she commented sincerely. She had never had the gift of flight herself, but she remembered when Pip injured his wing and couldn't fly for months. She remembered how sad Pip had been when he tried to fly and couldn't. Add that in with the whole being swept away and being dumped into fire in unknown lands and it was the perfect story to birth a hero from. "So you just escaped all of that then? You haven't been here long, huh?" She was putting the pieces of the puzzle together. Larkspur wasn't a wolf who had been here for a day or four. She literally just landed here with hardly enough time to clean her wings.
Reed's mind started to work on solutions. "Well, we'll just have to get ya back up and into the air then. Get ya all fixed right up." She didn't know how she would help Larkspur with that, but ya had to start somewhere, right? An idea seemed like a good way to start. "In order to heal proper, your body needs three things. Food, water, n rest. Well, we can't do the restin' bit right now since we ain't got no food or water, but now we got a goal. We'll find somewhere else that has what you need." A cheerful smile returned to Reed's face, her natural positivity taking over once more.
"O'course I could! I'm one of the best monster slayers around!" She wasn't going to point out how she was probably the only monster slayer around. "I got loads of stories about all the stuff I've seen n things I've slayed. I'd be happy to share one with ya, but maybe after we settle down to rest after we've secured food and water, eh?" Reed took a purposeful step forward, extending her left leg dramatically to indicate them starting on their way. Her paw never touched the ground, however. She held it poised and ready, waiting for Larkspur to take the lead.