Blacktail Deer Plateau something in my heart

Ying still seemed frustrated, and now Huā wondered if she had misunderstood. Was she as foolish to her sister's intent as the boy? Cheeks reddening under charcoal face, her eyes dart between them as they speak once again. And at Ying's last words, some more puzzle pieces fall into place. She blinks at the realization.

Ying loved Aningan. 

Perhaps it fell deafly upon Aningan, who seemed confused still. Or maybe it was their inability to use the language well. But Huā felt she knew the language well enough to make it clearer- perhaps it was so confusing because Ying was walking on eggshells trying to explain. Her seaglass eyes grow calm, like a still sea, and she looks upon Aningan once again. She not just like you, she love you! Can you not see it!? She sighs in exasperation. She knew her sister might be angry at her for this later, but it seemed they could not communicate clearly because they would not bother to communicate clearly. Why not be completely honest? That was her viewpoint. 

She would not bother to stick around longer. She gives Ying a quiet look that says good luck, before taking off rather quickly. She had already intruded on enough.