Now that they've been away from the frightening ritual for some time, Cid has found himself just slightly less on edge. Maybe he'll be doing a bit better by the time they managed to find people properly, and hopefully they can do without running into any of the corrupted for a long while.

"You know, I might just take you up on that," he says sincerely. "I doubt we'll have much in the way of metallurgy at our disposal in the camp, but mayhap I could find a way to make something out of sturdier wood."

He doesn't know much about carpentry, but it would give him something to do. "The settlement is like to know what sort of trees would be study enough to use, I imagine."