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She shifted a bit, attentive to him to a scant degree. Kigipigak held her attention but was not sure how to utilize it. He was on-edge, knowing he had tread a little further than what he was alloted; but at the same time he wanted to tell Stjornuati off for attempting to reign-in his tendency to roam.

How could he do his job if he was thusly distracted? He turned his attention to the water at the same time the woman glanced at him; he felt her beady eyes lingering a while on his face. Kigipigak thought, 'So what if Stjornuati does not approve of my methods, we needed the numbers. Perhaps it is the men that he fancies.'

The fur along the boy's spine began to prickle; the mantle of white across his shoulders felt suddenly very heavy. 

Kigipigak needed a distraction—so out of nowhere he blurts at the stranger, You like what you see? He was not sure if he felt spotlit in that moment or not, angry at Stjornuati or angry at the presence of the stranger with their staring eyes, but for whatever reason there was an edge to his voice.