Witch's Marsh with a mind so dark and skin so white

The anxious flicker of Ibis's ears brought a clear look of concern to Bhediya's face. She straightened herself and thought to take a step forward but halted halfway through the motion. It wasn't that the thought of staying here, in the marsh, was bad or unattractive. There were just loose ends that would need tied before she was able to commit. 

I tell you what, Bhe replied after a moment's silence, I have a few things that I need to do, but once that's finished, I can come back. Okay? They would both need support throughout the winter, even with the presence of Oke-...Okeanos? Yes, she thought, Okeanos. Besides, it seeing the jovial nature of the blossoming girl made it hard to imagine her dying in a month's time.