Wonderkind

She took his hand, climbing down easily and landing on the ground with a small hop.

"Great. I got a bunch of cans because I panicked," she replied gesturing to a basket on the ground. When he had passed, he had thought that it was a display, or maybe even a restocking of the shelves.

 

"Probably not," she acknowledged, sitting near the basket. "That's why you gotta help me figure out what you want."

 

She sat next to the basket before sorting through the cans.

"I thought the meat products should be avoided," she said hastily, looking up at him earnestly.

 

She squirmed a little, looking back down at the cans.

"Yeah. Something like that."

 

She frowned, looking up at him, seeming a little nervous.

"Do demons like... canned sausages?"

 

She brightened, looking up at him.

"I was right!"

 

She picked up the sausages and squinted at them before leaving them in the basket.

 

"Mostly vegetables," she replied. "Elves are often vegetarian, you know? So we just eat our crops most of the time."

 

She watched him, her face bright with anticipation.

“So... I did a good job?”

 

She looked at the bandages, pursing her lips thoughtfully.

"They're not... bad," she said after a moment. "I think there are probably ones that are more suited to our needs, though. Let's go double-check after we finish this."