Northstar Vale it's like candy

kalika lifted a brow at aiolos's greeting, a wry smirk teasing at either corner of her mouth. i thought that you belonged to me, she replied. the siren took a few steps forward, flagging her tail beside his face before settling into a seat. though visibly amused in expression, her posture communicated her intent behind this meeting: business, nothing more.

how well do you understand the themiscyran tongue? she asked, an milíso étsi, tha katalávete? aiolos had already proven to have some comprehension, but she wondered if he knew well enough to reply. she was wary of curious ears and preferred that the conversation remain private.