Eagerly, Ariadne nodded. She moved over to the area he'd chosen, a little bounce in her step. It wasn't only her voice that was girlish. It was the way she moved too. It seemed to belie and undermine her age completely.

Without any concern for her clothing, she knelt down in the dirt, digging her fingers in with relish. It had been too long since she'd felt of use to anyone. This was as comfortable as slipping into a warm bath.

Something else she hadn't had in awhile. Not that Alastrians ever bathed all that much.

"I've been learning more about Thedas," she told Bruce cheerfully. "Which kingdom are you from?"