Duck Lake what it is, is not exactly clear

haan, he answered readily, nodding in turn. he moved closer, so that they were more on the same plane, padding through the reeds. aditya found himself lost in his own thoughts for a little while and was silent, his burly shoulders and chest thrust out, clearing a path for him. 

after a few minutes, he glanced over at dawn, looking shy, reserved. tum khush ho? he asked, each word hesitant, but not so hesitant as — you happy, here?

adi didn't expect her to answer completely honestly. he wouldn't, were he in her paws.