Duskfire Glacier where do you go? oh, where do you stay?

It sounded so deeply unpleasant and yet the culture seemed so rich, if Imaq was any sign of such. Arranged marriages she had heard of but...everything else seemed so odd. Such a scarcity of everything and sharing of partners. Had that been arranged for her fellow healer before she had arrived her? It felt too personal to ask right now. Especially as Imaq sought to educate Iana. Questions could come after, perhaps.

Then came a tidbit that seemed grand. Whimsical, really.

To dance with the lights. To dance with the lights and Imaq. Such an idea filled her with some sort of giddiness.

Yes. Please. A slight wiggle to her hips as her tail swished behind her. Please teach me to dance with lights.