[To be fair, it is rather disgusting. So Sophie has the presence of mind to take out a handkerchief and lightly wipe away the camel spit, taking care to get all the gunk off, too. She can understand his dejection; Asbel was horribly broken up when his brother rejected him. It's only nature that people want to be accepted, even if it's by a camel.]

But we need their help if we're to explore the desert, Ratio. Maybe you should try talking with mine. We can trade, if you'd like. Yours might just be having a bad day.

[Once he's cleaned up, she pats his head again, hoping it'll help make him feel better. Asbel's headpats always made her feel warm inside, after all.]