Stavanger Bay I prefer to achieve immortality by not dying

Trouble? Surprise crossed Hexe's features, she gave Smokestep a wary look, then got to her feet and removed herself a little bit away from him. She was growing uncomfortable, not understanding, what exactly he wanted from her, and all this speaking and questions did not make things any better. She could pretend to having grasped everything he said, but Hexe was a creature incapable of imagination, and therefore incapable of lying. 

To ease her unrest, she began to sniff the sand around her, as if something very interesting had appeared there. And luck would have it that there would be. Her nose hit a star-shaped morsel, which she picked up tentatively and put down on the ground and examined with interest and curiousity.