"Orenna knows." She nodded, not feeling upset. Perhaps, for her, living in such a cramped small space is normal life.
As a species bred for livestock and tool use, they are well adapted to various harsh environments. After all, as a tool, the first requirement is to ease the user's mind.
The young girl compassionately continued talking with her, then had someone bring a few picture books and books into the tent to pass Orenna's idle time, preventing her from becoming too bored.
Afterwards, Tilan walked out of the tent and began participating in today's trade discussions.
"According to yesterday's trade statistics, medicine and tea are the best-selling goods. But currently, we don't have much medicine left, and there are only five boxes of tea." Guy flipped through the record in his hand.
