Sawtooth Spire just what i had in mind

Ainhoa settled onto her belly to lessen the strain on her shoulders. She turned an observant side-eye to Q, so that she might know she was still being heard. My pleasure, she replied, quickly adding, How old are you? The question was asked from genuine curiousity. If she was as young as she appeared, then the excessive fart jokes could be forgiven. 

Her thoughts shifted to Eneko, though only for a moment. In need of a winter home, Ainhoa explained with a lazy shrug, The mountains were my first choice. She couldn't imagine settling near the coast, nor sleeping in the plains. It didn't feel right, being anywhere but the mountainside. So, why are you here?