[The sound of light snoring can be heard as Ivaera adjusts the amber slice, revealing her seated with a certain mabari hound sleeping with his head in her lap. She remains clad in that armor, despite the humidity. A little discomfort isn't enough for her to shed it yet, but maybe as the week wears on her tune will change. Her voice is only slightly quieter than usual, since she's soft-spoken even without not wanting to wake the spoiled canine.]

Since I don't dare move at the moment, I might as well ask some questions that have been on my mind. Firstly, would there be interest in the creation of some kind of lift for the tree? I admit I'm personally motivated thanks to this snoring mass of muscle here, as I wouldn't want to constantly rely on others to help me with him. But I'm also seeing its use in transferring supplies from floor to floor, as well as transport for those less interested in using the gems for flight. [Thinking of you, Fenris.] My personal experience in such matters is somewhat lacking, but Fuu had some ideas and I’m willing to contribute however I can to making this happen. Suggestions would be welcome, of course.

Next question; while I haven't minded camping outside, it's starting to lose its charm. [That’s what comes of doing so constantly for about a year.] Is there any available space for us? The closer to the ground the house is located, the more ideal. Garahel is well-trained and I would take him out often, so that he's not a nuisance.

I should also mention that I am a healer, should it become necessary. If you are wounded and need assistance, you have but to ask and I’ll provide aid.

I was thinking about our living situation as of late. [ Some people waste time on greetings, Rin surprisingly forgets to at times. Consider this an invitation for open conversation. ]

Sometimes newcomers show up and they have no idea what's going on. Not that we fare any better these days--but I mean, they arrive confused. Often people who are confused lash out. Why just a couple weeks ago, someone tried shooting arrows at me when I approached them in a distressed state. [ Everyone who had felt attacked by Noire please raise your hands now. ] Perhaps if there had been someone there who was trained to speak to her properly, then that sort of attack would have never taken place here.

Considering our lack of medical supplies and overall lack of doctors, it's a good idea to recruit individuals to work as part of a welcoming committee in order to combat these disturbances. Having someone helpful approach a newcomer might keep them from desperately trying to defend themselves and destroy what little property we've managed to accumulate here.

Initially I was thinking just speaking with them might be good enough, but why not give them a little welcoming gift as well? They're going to be our neighbors from now on so we must encourage good relations right from the start. I was thinking I could sew them slippers with the leaves since those are easy to produce without offending anyone... unless we get someone who doesn't have feet like a mermaid. Geez, that might be troublesome.

Ah! That's right. We should concern ourselves with the topic of clothing as well--if no one else has started a conversation about that? Okay, I can do both. Let's talk the welcoming committee and clothing situation right now.

[ Clearing her throat. ] If you're useful in any way or have some suggestions, I'll have them now.