Two Eyes Cenote [WP] You don't have to be a star

There is unease in the glance exchanged and instinct tells her that perhaps Moss had not noticed that her role here is to serve. But they  swiftly occupy the lull with a story from their journey to the lowlands and the fellahin is grateful to listen.  Kvarsheim is such a strange word. She imagines wild terrains to match it.

“I’ve not been many places- though, I am planning a trip soon. Is there somewhere you’d recommend I visit, Moss?” She asks out of politeness. Eset already knew exactly where she was going.

“Is it what you sing of? Your travels?”