For hours now, Hermione had noticed that they kept trailing in desert-like areas, everywhere was hot and suppressing, the wind blowing in from the window did little to no help at all.
She was getting tasty, more tasty than she had ever become in her whole life. But surprisingly, the girl was doing quite good. She began to feel weird traveling with a little girl and being the one to complain first. Clearing her throat, Hermione spoke up.
"Aren't you tasty?" She asked, looking at her seriously.
"Nope, if you are, I brought some water for you."
Hermione saw her skitter to her side and pulled out a bag, she rummaged through it and brought out a water bottle filled to the brim with enough for the road.
Well, if she knew how long the road would be.
"You packed this for me?" She looked utterly appalled by the information.
Ottilia smiled widely. "Yes I did." She almost giggled skittishly.
