Blacktail Deer Plateau may these thousand winters swiftly pass, i pray

The man introduces himself as Aningan, asking about the coast and nearly welcoming them in. While Ying struggled to grasp the phrasing, Huā understood. It was the same way in which she'd described it for the past several weeks. As Ying spoke and Mei sulked, Huā waited for her chance to pipe up, before interjecting. "The sea is not angry. Few weeks ago, is angry, but is getting better every day." She informs him. 

She was quiet for the rest, as Ying asked if they could "come in now" and Huā let out the smallest little giggle.