Xekit liked to see the little ones getting into crafting, even if it was only on a small scale. They could use more in the village, and if any of them decided to do it more when they grew up? Well, she would happily welcome them! For now, though, she would simply teach them.

The kids seemed to love it, some staying up late when her crafting lessons were underway and others always up at the time. She smiled as she watched the kids, sitting outside their pods under her watchful gaze, trying to craft small items.

Some were better than others, but it was always fun to see what they did. Mixik seemed to be trying to craft some sort of fishing pole, likely in response to Karlos and Prox arguing about her letting fish go right by when Homs could eat them. Qifi was making something she couldn't quite place (could be a clock or pen), made sense since she wasn't the best at this… And Menyx seemed to be trying to build another mini-Mechon.

Really, that child was too much like their brother for their own good, Xekit sometimes thought.

But she would leave it be for now, instead moving to help Qifi with her item. "And what are you making?"

"A clock, anyone can see that." Qifi stuck her tongue out. "At least, I think it looks like one, I can't see."

"Let me help you with that." She placed her hands over the child's and helped her slowly shape it into the correct shape. "There we go, I bet from there you can get it!"

"I could've done that myself, but okay…" Qifi pouted.

Xekit laughed and shook her head, moving through a few other children. Most of them seemed to be doing fine, about what she would expect from their age. Just what she expected! But if Qifi was a bit behind for her age… Menyx was insanely advanced.

She supposed that's what happened when no one really spent time with the child outside of group activities like this or one or two days out, leaving them to learn how to do things to keep busy. Not to mention Miqol had a thing for making all his children extremely (almost ridiculously) smart…

Maybe she could still see if they needed anything, though. Couldn't hurt.

"Do you need help Menyx?" She gave a small smile, patting their head a bit. "Anything I can do with you?"

Menyx shook their head, expression still fairly blank. "No, thank you, though. I'm okay."

"Are you sure?" She scratched her cheek at that point, keeping her eye on the child's expression.

"I don't wanna bother you." They shook their head.

Xekit once again gave up on Menyx. The thing was just… strange. But that was fine, she guessed. She had other children to help and more things to craft herself. Plenty to keep herself busy with…

Besides, it really should be the job of Miqol to take care of his child. Not that she would say that outloud… Instead, she would just try and spread what positive influence she could to all the children of the village. Just doing what she could to help…