Mari accepted his help as she stood on her ankle, leaning gently on him. She let him help her to a short bench that was set up near the entrance to the trading post and sat down. She immediately began examining her ankle again from the better vantage. "Thank you again for your help," she said,"My name is Marigold. Most people call me Mari." She then went looking through her bag for some of the cloth she had just purchased. Once she had it she began working on binding her ankle to give it some support.