Swiftcurrent Creek i am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion

again her face ran hot. mahler too had nothing to say, and so she had just been staring. "sorry-- and now it's me who's staring," she said, ears flicking as she smiled bashfully, head turning back ahead of them, "i thought you might say something else." hoped, more like, but out loud she changed her words. 

"have you know chusi for some time?" she asked him then, remembering exactly what it was they were doing. briefly, aria thought of a child on the sea, staring down at it. but the vision meant nothing, and the pale dove placed it with chusi simply having a child of her own.