"No, of course not." She seemed drawn in a little by the sight of the animals, her lips pursing. Not judging, not in the way one might think, but it became apparent that wasn't the kind of thing she was used to seeing. Being a princess, of course, it made sense. She rarely saw her 'food' before it was exactly that. She didn't say anything, too polite to really do that, but she did hope he wouldn't hand them to her like that-- she wouldn't have any idea what to do with the rabbits, still furred and possible to look at her.

She glanced back down to the fire, where water was boiling, waiting to be blessed with the many different flavors they had to work with. The pan he had given her glowing just faintly on the bottom from the heat of the fire, the flames licking their way up toward the sides but not quite coming up enough to be troublesome.

"Thank you for getting us something." She offered up gently, her hands folding over her thighs, feeling over the new fabric. She wasn't used to this kind of clothing-- restrictive to her legs in a way her dress has never been. "I have to admit that's something I'd probably not ever really be able to do." Peach was too soft hearted, the idea of hunting didn't bother her, yet all the same she knew she wouldn't be able to do it. Just the thought of staring down an animal and preparing to kill it made her chest tightened in an uncomfortable way. There was no point in thinking about it now. Never mind the fact that there was nothing to do for the rabbits now. It'd be a shame for them to do anything other than eat them.

"Is there anything else you need me to do?"