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She had not expected such heavy kindness from a stranger.

He had shielded her from horror already and now he offered to teach her how to maintain. It was a kindness she could not afford to turn down. A soft nod of her head was given as agreement.

Kigipigak he called himself. Immediately she worried how it would sound on her tongue. Likely not as he spoke it, likely disorder and clunky. She wondered how long she could avoid speaking it aloud — or if she might find something else to dub him.

I am Sakhmet. And she could not speak for her people. Dead or lost to her.

Why did you leave your herds in the north?

Curious about the man she was about to introduce to hers.