"What flavor did you get?" Sucasa asks, peering over at Hera's bounty and bouncing up and down on her heels. "Are you going to get a bucket of it, too? The buckets are pretty! Look at mine! It's purple!"

Wrema takes that moment to rescue Sucasa's bucket from overturning itself in her enthusiasm, and Sucasa will definitely be sure to thank her later.





Okay, she probably will.

Maybe.

If someone reminds her.