If they pick up your doting nature then I think they'll be sweet. But you can never tell, with kids, they always end up surprising you.

[She smiles, scooting forward to stir at their dinner broth. After a moment, she deems the meal ready - she can scoop and offer the first serving to Jurral, who takes it gratefully and with a sincere "thank you."

Maya gives Peter a bowl, as well, but sets the third down and picks up a stone from the firepit, feeling it in her hands to make sure it wasn't too scalding.]

I'm going to bring a stone to Rat, then I'll settle for food. Be right back, my shadow.

[Good luck with the stranger!]