[ Ellever doesn't mind if people watch her, but she'd understand. Most of her attention is on her work. And she's making decent progress, at least. ]

There was a feast, all this food laid out. Everyone who ate something passed out. [ She glances up, briefly raising her brows. ] I had, uh, too many flashbacks of poisoned food and feasts in legends and movies and... didn't want to risk it. And then the other forest spirits showed up to kill us because they wanted us to be 'out' too. Really, it all could have been corrected with a nicely penned card.

[ She quirks a smile. It's okay to joke about now, but it wasn't a week ago. ]