"I obtained some locally. It seemed wise to check supplies before it became dark and we had no chance to gather any."

Wrathion is a planner. He likes to plan ahead, to be prepared for whatever new potential crisis the world throws at him.

His red eyes flick around their surroundings as they walk back toward the farmhouse, alert even as he maintains the idle conversation. So far the village has not been overtly hostile, but they are all still playing a role and they have been... forced to participate in a strange ritual.

It's good to be aware of your surroundings, of anyone who might be watching.