Tanya regarded the campfire when the extra-small Nem said 'Dinner'. Well, there was no denying that. There was no way someone that small could have eaten something that large all by herself, unless the Nem had an appetite to match the apparent strength she wielded. She didn't at all appear similar to the other Nem that Tanya had seen before. She was even smaller, and clad in less clothing. Tanya wondered how she was managing not to get tremendously severe sunburn, unless the girl was wearing more when it was brighter out. Regardless, it was a matter of deciding whether or not cooking wild boar as opposed to stealing anything made up for sneaking into the campsite in the first place. Those who had followed her seemed rather at ease with her... and given her apparent strength, the less-irritable portion of Tanya's mind contemplated the fact that she could be quite useful.

She sighed. "You can stay, Eriksdottir."

That was such a strange name for a Nem, as well... "I'm sure someone can go ahead and fill you in while we're eating. I've already had to do it for everyone else once. As for you..."

The small purple-haired paladin turned to face the taller newcomer. A Mage from the College in Meridan? Hmph, whatever. "At least I don't have to waste more time telling you about it. I am Tanya Palayen of the Church of Reon, and I have gathered a party to reach the depths of the Prison-Castle. I suppose we'll be departing..."

She glanced over her shoulder back at the boar... "... As soon as we've eaten."