Idri made many fragrant dishes and tucked them safely away for later. Once she finally exhausted her supply of Mighty Bananas, she sat back on the small, rock seat and kept her eye on the Sheikah woman. Pire had been patching herself up while Idri cooked. Now bandaged and no longer leaking, she stood by the fire and started her own cooking. Small, simple, mostly meat-based dishes best for hardy travel.
Idri stuck her tongue out at the uncreative cooking. She couldn't stand the way Pire cooked. She bounced her knees and looked away, trying not to intervene. How boring. And it must be tasteless without any Mighty Banana in it! At least the torture was quick to finish. Pire put her meals away and sat aside, pulling bandages tight on her arms with her teeth. Idri kept herself turned away, refusing to look until the heat of the fire vanished and she was sure the cooking was done. While turned away, she watched the road outside the bazaar for Sooga.
The woman didn't seem like much of a fighter. She wasn't built like one, nor did she have the rough demeanor Idri was used to. She had many wounds, but that could just be from traveling. With how often monsters lash out at random, it wouldn't be much of a stretch. Idri looked her over and slanted her mouth. There was no weapon on her person, how did she get this far without a group?
"Pire, right?" Idri asked suddenly. The Sheikah raised her head and furrowed her brow.
"Yeah, why?"
"I was just going to ask a question. Invite you to something..."
"Haha, what? Gonna try and get me to join the Yiga Clan?" She laughed, fixing some bandage on her leg. Idri paused and loudly, nervously laughed, eyes darting before she turned to Pire.
"What? No, of course not." She said lips pulled tight in an uncomfortable grin.
"Then what's the invitation?"
"Ah…" Idri's anxious eyes landed on Sooga as he approached, releasing a breath and relaxing, "I think someone is calling me, I'll get back to you with that." Pire was about to protest, but Idri had already run off. Sooga raised a brow at her as she ran up to him. She grabbed his shirt and yanked him along with her.
"Idri, let go." He sternly growled.
"I found a Sheikah woman."
"The weapons specialist?" He asked, looking past her to the Sheikah by the cooking pot. Idri shook her head and followed his eyes.
"Not sure, but she made it here alone without a weapon. If anything, she'd be great for the Yiga. Master Kohga might like a martial artist." She explained. Sooga paused and wondered in silence. Idri folded her arms and waited for him to come back to reality. Mentioning the Master was a dice roll. Either he stays aware and continues as normal, or he spaces out with a million thoughts at once.
Sooga blinked and nodded, finally back from wherever his mind had left.
"We can't give up our search, but yes. She may be useful if she came all the way here with her will and fists alone." Sooga decided.
"Great, then help me make the pitch." She said, pulling him along to the cooking pot. Sooga grumbled and followed. He wasn't much better at invitations.
The two stood behind Pire while she ate, their shadows cast in front of her and caught her attention. She slowly turned to meet them and looked up at the pair. She waited for them to speak, but no one started first. Pire lowered her food and gulped.
"Can I help you?" She asked. Idri nudged Sooga and made him clear his throat.
"We're heading to Gerudo City and my partner mentioned you were rather beat up arriving here." Sooga started, gesturing to the many wounds on Pire's person.
"Yeah… and?" She said, studying him suspiciously.
"You're free to travel with us if you're headed that way." He offered. Pire looked between the two and took another bite of her meal. She thought about it while she chewed and kept her eyes down.
"Fine, I guess I'm headed there anyway."