Noctisardor Bypass Quiet and cold - that's the way I like it

She waited, patiently, for an answer. She had all the time in the world for one, though the cold made her more than a bit impatient. Her body shifted as she tried to keep the blood flowing into her already stiff limbs, though the mute's presence made her still, his body heat flooding the den. 

After a brief while he shook his head. The answer made the Chovahani​ stiffen. She slowly realized the truth, the revelation culminating as she saw the scarred and mutilated tongue in his mouth as he laughter, silently. Hold mouth open, She commanded, ignoring whether he complied or not and peering into his maw. She sucked her teeth at the sight of the waggling stub. Does eet hurt much? She asked, pulling her head away. I don't hev herbs to help now. But vhen spring comes I vill find poppy seeds for you, drahá.