[Darja watches, her face lighting up with disbelief and amazement as she sees how efficiently the Knight disposes of the cactus monsters. She'd been prepared to try and send a stunning mental lash at them to help the Knight out, but it proves completely unnecessary. Wow. She definitely doesn't want to get on this little bug's bad side. At least they seem to be a decent sort?

She approaches, eyeing the water. It'd be ideal if she had some way to boil it, but she doesn't, and she's fairly certain she'll suffer from dehydration soon enough. So she kneels down and cups her hands to bring some water to her mouth, which she drinks slowly. She then looks up at the Knight.]

Thank you... what's your name again? You don't seem to speak, but I, um, can read your mind. I've been doing that all along. Sorry about that. I can't exactly turn it off, it's like a sense to me.