[Konoha sort of misses the gawk, busy trying to shift the basket a bit in her arms to display the best of what she had- fresh apples, grapes, persimmons... a good sample of foods she'd enjoyed from her own world. She'd heard about some exciting foods from other people here, but... no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make her powers work on things she couldn't picture perfectly.]

You don't need to thank me. I'm not a fighter or a scholar or anything like that, so I just try and take care of this kind of thing.

[Food. Shelter. Comforts.]

I've been here, um... More than half a year now, I guess.