Blacktail Deer Plateau you make me feel the gentle moonlight on my face

Realizing she'd never told Rosalyn her name, she repeats what she'd said before- I am Huā. She tells the woman, who thankfully, did not seem to hold any ill will. There was a story here, too... the phrase while i was searching for you hints at a mother and daughter seperated. She wonders if that had had anything to do with the other things of which she'd inquired, that day on the beach. 

Now the girl turns a queston towards her, of her language. Huā smiles. 宝宝- it mean precious child, little treasure... She grasps at the best translation she can. Hoping that this phrase of endearment was okay, she glances up at the child's mother once again.