Barrow Fields pavva mauragak

While he adored moon-woman and looked upon her as a second mother, or perhaps a mother to replace the one which had so far failed him, he could not shake the knowledge that Kukutux was not of Tartok. She would not understand the ways which Kigipigak had been taught as truth. He took her advice silently, breathing sharply from his nose, and left it at that.

She watched him. Implored him, in her way, to go after Lane if that was what he desired — and that earned further silence. Kigipigak did not know how to share with her the conflict that arose when he tried to speak with Lane before; he had ample opportunity to learn of the woman and to befriend her, or even approach her as aokatti, and had not.

I have seen you look at another.This time Kukutux did not look upon him. It was Kigipigak's turn to stare, even for a moment, and then he was frowning at the ice by his feet. It does not matter who I look at. He did not know who she meant, anyway.