Mm.

[That seems an acceptable compromise - but she worries a little over the prospect of his bringing her a meal. It's fine so long as the family allows it, but if he has to sneak around to do it, and if he is caught and gets in trouble for it... she truly doesn't wish to be the reason for any more of his suffering.

That is part of the reason for her slight hesitation.]

...the contents could land you in quite a bit of trouble should they be found in your possession at any point before they are used. I'll leave them where you tell me to, but please only take them if you're certain you won't suffer for it.

[That's her major concern, really. She is quiet as they continue on their way, and when the clearing starts to come into view, she can't help but lean forward a little to get a better look. It's sort of funny in a horrible way - this sort of scenery would normally be so relaxing, but the quaint serenity of the knoll is so at odds with what she knows she's walking into that it leaves her all the more unsettled.]

Are we almost there..?