Sunspire Mountains i hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun

she was feeling very foolish, all of a sudden, and very much hated this drastic change of emotion. the man stopped, and so did her mother, the latter watching the both of them with - amusement. "nothing!" she asserted hotly, feeling very much like she shouldn't have to bear this kind of embarrassment. she looked once to her mother, but then was resolute in keeping her attention on the black male. 

"who you?" pause, considering, and then, "this die'spor. you're not allowed." she told him sternly, having not quite grasped the concept of borders yet and having decided that they were still within them and therefore, she ought to announce them as she'd seen momma do.