Otter Creek memories

Amsu’s eyes widened at the woman’s flat look. Perhaps he should leave if she was looking at him like that. He shifted just barely in the moment before rising, but then her demeanor changed. She softened and her own tail began to thump. Amsu relaxed, inwardly breathing a sigh of relief. He returned her smile, though he noted that it seemed strained. His brows drew together and he worried for this woman, despite having no knowledge of her. Her initial reaction of him, and now this tired smile, seemed a cause for concern. He, however, was not going to ask her about it. That would be ridiculous considering that he knew nothing about her. Instead, he glanced around at their surroundings and said, “Nice weather—for winter. At least it is not snowing, yes?”