Dragoncrest Cliffs -- take me to where the tides are churning

Cecil watched his Fleimkepa arrive, he greeted her with a simple nod of his head. He hoped to lead the introductions and started to open his mouth to breach the subject when Corva spoke first. Unable to start the parle Cecil looked between the two women. "Dison ge Corva, em laik ai lukot." It was after the fact, and perhaps Eske had already formed an opinion of her.

The obsidian male refrained from introducing Eske to his equally ebony companion, if she accepted Corva the Fleimkepa would introduce herself. He could feel his anxiety surfacing again, although kept it well hidden, he had assumed that calling himself was the easiest way to show Eske that he trusted this woman, and had been in contact with her. Only time could tell if that was the best course of action.