Anya was silent for a moment before chuckling.

"Well, feeling good is always a good thing to hear." She told him honestly.

"Now, shall we take advantage of this?" She asked. Lindsay nodded before pausing.

"What... what do you mean?" He asked, some hesitation to his voice, his words.

"I mean that you'll likely remember all this far better." Anya assured him.

"Let's make sure the violin lesson sticks really well." She added with a light laugh.

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"Let's start with the notes first." Anya said with a nod.

They were at it for hours. Lindsay was attentive, alert and most certainly interested throughout the entirety. He'd had to go and touch the webbing a couple of times, and he did it without any prompting from her. He noticed that he could feel when it was to fade, and also noticed that it wasn't too different. This wasn't really getting in the way of his own choices and such.

They just seemed to involve Anya, and that was about it.

Plus he was honestly happier for the moment, as well.

At the four hour mark, she paused a moment.

"Hey... the sun's setting." She commented, looking out the window they were near.

"Perhaps we should think about food, and possibly checking on your brother. I haven't heard anything, the spider up there is still there, but I'm sure you'd like to go and make sure."

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"Me? I'm not really all that picky." Anya answered honestly.

"Go check on your brother. If he's awake, we'll include him in the dinner conversation." She told him simply.

"For now, I am going to go and make sure I'm aware of waht there is that are options." As she spoke, she rose to her feet, setting her violin down where she'd been seated and heading off toward the kitchen, knowing that Lindsay would head up to check on his brother without any prompting. He'd offered, after all.

She really did hope that Ashley was all right, as it had been awhile. She was also reasonably certain that he should have woken by then, but ... she couldn't say for certain. She wasn't a medic, and most certainly wasn't a medic for those that were like those two. She had no idea what it was that had changed, entirely, regarding their biology, and how it was that they would be treated medically.

So she didn't really want to get involved in THAT, for the moment anyhow. If they were going to stay, she would make it a point to learn, of course.

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Anya nodded.

"Good to hear." She commented after a couple of seconds. It really was something she was happy to hear, even if the child was going to be insistent on leaving. If nothing else, she hoped that this would help him believe that she honestly didn't mean them any harm.

She knew that he was concerned about that, after all.

"Is there anything you think you want to eat?" She asked, her voice curious. When he looked almost confused for a second - which she realised was likely because o the effect from her webbing - she just laughed lightly.

"All right. Tell me what you want to eat." She then said, phrasing it less as a choice and more as an order. She knew that people tended to respond better to that, after all. At least after her webbing was in play. However, she had a laugh to her voice, and a friendly tone. She hoped it was enough that he wouldn't take it as a strict order, like what he was used to from the elf.

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Anya nodded.

"Do you have a preference for meats?" She asked, her voice curious.

"Bear!" Lindsay answered enthusiastically before pausing.

"If... if that's a bit much, deer is good too." He added after a second or two. Anya just laughed.

"I think I have some bear in my storage." She told him honestly.

"Are you able to identify the different meats?"

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"Perfect." Anya said after a moment or two, before motioning to where he could set it down.

"Ashley tends to do the food prep and finding, but he made sure I can identify various piece of food, and meat." Lindsay answered.

"Good to know. Grab a knife, start slicing. I'm going to get a start on the broth for the stew." She told him.

"After your brother wakes, I'm not entirely sure that something not easy would be such a good idea. He may have too much of a headache to focus on something like that."

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Anya had been stirring the stew when she paused.

"Hey Lindsay." She started after a moment or two, a subtle smile to her voice.

"Ashley's ok." She told him after he'd approached her.

"He's awake." she added, knowing that he likely would want to know that. "Go ahead and check on him if you want. I can handle this myself."

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"Hello, Ashley." Anya greeted with a soft smile.

"Do you feel like you could stomach some food?" She asked after a moment, her voice curious as she turned to face the pair.

"Because this stew will be finished cooking in about an hour." She added after a moment or two.

"If you feel you could eat, you're most certainly welcome to have some." She added before pausing, chuckling lightly.

"Your brother is quite good. You've trained him well."

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"Good to know." Anya commented with a light chuckle before sighing.

"How are you feeling though, Ashley?" She asked after a couple of seconds.

"I heard about your impact at the pond." She continued. "How is your head? If it hurts, I do have something that can help, even though I know you likely wouldn't like it."

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"Is... it a problem?" Anya asked, her voice curious.

"He's in a good mood, so what? " Followed a second or two.

"Is that really a problem?" As she spoke, she turned back to the pot with the stew, and gave it a good stir. She didn't want it to burn, after all.

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