Tempestas had absolutely no concept for personal space. She was always so curious about others that she didn't even stop to think whether it made them uncomfortable. She just wanted to know that everyone was having a good time, or else what they were up to. Tempestas beamed at his comment. Exactly what the world needed, a Tempestas on a sugar high.
She opened a bag of marshmallows and set it in front of them, sticking two to the end of her stick and then let them roast slowly over the fire. She felt like a little girl. "Really?" She asked with surprise. "I do this all the time."