Despite finishing his task efficiently, Xavier didn't immediately rejoin the group's lively conversation with Zen and Bry. Instead, he took over Hera's job, swiftly plucking the feathers from the pheasant. With his improved control and understanding of the process, he worked much faster than Hera.
"What a fast learner he is," Hera mused to herself, impressed by Xavier's adaptability. Observing Xavier take on more responsibilities to lighten her load, she felt touched by his actions. Despite his reserved nature, Xavier's willingness to help spoke volumes about his character.
Hera glanced at Xavier's face, studying it for a moment. When she noticed the glistening sweat on his forehead, she quickly washed her hands in the river using the soap sheets she had tucked into her belt bag. After ensuring her hands were clean, she rolled down her sleeves.
