There was someone humming to themselves in the kame'tire kitchens. The person sounded familiar to you but you wasn't fully sure who it was.

As you walked closer, you saw it was your mate Okul, chatting about as they worked on an herbal tea. “This one? No no no, this one.”

Your foot accidentally stepped on a twig and made it snap in half. Okul turned to the sound. He smiled as he saw it was you. "Ah! It's you, ma yawne! Come closer! I was just making herbal tea, for you actually."