Zamistia had decided to give her friend time, before going to check on her. After Mictecath had just had her flight, she could only imagine the feelings going through Nyara. She knew she would have been if it were her or even if Nanuth had won the flight. Though, she supposed she had dealt with enough emotion as it was with Nanuth not winning. That and him being involved in the flight, well added quite a bit to the effects of a gold in flight. So now that both of them had had time to clear their heads, she wanted to offer her support and make sure her friend was alright.

So with a plate of food in hand and a bag with any extra food that wouldn't fit on the plate, she headed for Nyara's weyr. She was glad that it was on the ground, even though she knew Nanuth would have taken her without trouble. However, this gave him time to just relax, while she was busy. As she got to the weyr, she poked her head inside.

"Food delivery,"she called out, a smile on her face. While she was still on the quieter side, it was amazing how much she came out of her shell around her friends. It was like the Misty of the past had returned, which she owed a lot to her friends, family, and most importantly Nanuth.