[SRuiz]

Aster knelt down by the fires as the grove gave an otherwise divine glow in the dark night. It was clear just from the sights alone this place was blessed, but the sanctuary would have to eventually end. For now he was awaiting the water to boil before applying the beans and leaves he had acquired. For now, he would bring out his own elven bread as well as a different tonic that was certain to be safe for Ryne and his child.

His purple eyes glanced over at the sleeping form of the Phoekin. He was a bit curious about the male's story as well as where the female from earlier had wandered off to, but for now he was not going to bother him. Instead, he dropped the leaves and beans inside the heating water, beginning to stir the waters around as the natural seasonings would begin to make the soup itself.