Cerulean Cape No Reason Letting Her Live

She flinched at the laughing bark that interrupted the growing silence--her eyes pinning upon Stjornuati with unhidden surprise. Her mouth felt dry--the thought that this was yet another language barrier clearly upon her mind, and yet...

... was there another meaning to the word 'spar' that she had simply never understood?

She swallowed, the white stranger practically beaming now with this delivered news. 

And so the naive girl took a step back, blinking, looking away from the two as if she expected one to just mount the other right before her in some form of boisterous rut. Okay, well ... I'll leave you to it, she all but squeaked out, her silver form turning to dart back the way she had come and offer them privacy.

These Northerners continuously surprised her.