Krista was sitting outside on a barrel not too far from the front entrance; her gaze was on the sky. Taking a moment to brush away a tear she noticed the small fae that had helped and quickly regained composure.
“Thanks for helping me in there…”
"that's good, but i wasn't going to enter that place again anyway," Krista wiped the last of her tears away and stood to the faerie.
"I'm Krista, and you, my good friend?"
Krista let out a small giggle and smiled.
"It's nice to meet you, Ryvaken."
"My father lives a town over, i just come here to work," Krista brushed a strand of hair out of her face and smiled again.
"Hey, why don't i treat you and your friend to a meal? You should get a reward of some sort for that brave rescue."