So she wanders off into the forest in a wide circular pattern, glancing at the bluestream for a fraction of a second every once in a while.

Once she's out of plausible sight range from Promise, she opens her backpack and makes a mental list of all the food in it. It helps that it's all in sealed packages - you'd have to open something to sneak food into her pack.

Could someone throw needles coated in berry-juice at her, and being stuck with one count as eating their food? She thinks it's lucky she was wearing flying leathers at the time- If she keeps a force-shell over her head, her whole body is covered.

None of the patterns she's seen so far are particularly good, but there's still more ground to cover.