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“Sure,” she agreed quietly as she nodded. Anything to aid Inferni she would offer a hand in, and working with Ithiel turned out to be pleasurable and would not mind to aid with the suits. He was a man of few words, but Sparrow appreciated his silence, and when he did speak, it was not rambling thoughts, much unlike her. She began to wonder how exactly that would work out—perhaps light leather clothing with leaf-like things and moss hanging off of them, like that group had—but did not think about it much before she turned her attention to Vesper and the frames that would need to be tied up.

She blinked her thanks at the man’s offer, and added, “I climbed a few times before, for eggs. It can be a bit tricky.” That was a short time before she was able to trap, making use of her hands and feet. More often than not, those climbs turned out to be futile, whether it was the mothers or the tree itself that kept her from the eggs, but she gained experience and was able to survive. Like Vesper, she scrambled up the trunk after the frame made its way up. She thought of herself heavier, but as she pulled herself up, it was easier than she expected, which made her frown a bit for a moment. But, her concern was cleared when her sister spoke, and walked up to her as she made the loop. “It’s not too hard,” she started off, taking hold of the rope if the Optio allowed her to, “but it’s hard to explain. Since we may have to bring down the frames again to renew the camouflage, we should make simple knots that anyone can untie, but secure enough to hold everything together.”

She was slow with her movements as she tied the rope, one end curling and curving while the other sat at the base, but it was easy enough for the eyes to follow. “A couple of these should keep the frames up. In case you mess up…” The end that was close to the base was pulled, and the complex turns unraveled themselves. “You try.” She handed the rope to Vesper, watching the tawny woman with her yellow gaze.

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