Yotsuyu lets out a short bark of laughter at the latter. "You do have a point--I might even envy you myself. I just am not certain of the safety of things, considering I do not know the list of creatures we are sharing this world with."

And at being called a crafter, the woman shrugs. It's too much credit. "Shall we simply say I've had to learn to make do with very little?" That was the truth, long and short of it. She'd squeezed blood from a stone before, but mostly because she'd had to.

"It isn't terribly difficult, but if it is not something you are used to, I am sure it seems all very outre. But there is a pattern to it." To her, it was just weaving on a larger scale, and with different materials. "I shall find some sticks that should suffice, and if I might ask you to gather some vines?"

She was asking politely, at least.