Redsand Canyon exordium

Her husband. It was the first time Ruenna had heard Germanicus introduce himself as such. Her gaze lingered softly upon him as he provided the details of their journey. 

The pair were Arsenio and Tamar, as she suspected. Germanicus had not expected that Ramesses would part with them easily, and so this likely meant that all of them were here to stay. There would be no more trips back to Akashingo for the former Neb. Ruenna was glad to have them home, only she did worry for Crowfeather and whether he would suffer the brunt of Pharaoh's ill temper.  

"Certainly," Ruenna agreed at once. "I'm glad you're home," she spoke to Germanicus in parting, with a small smile. "This way," she ushered Tamar towards the chink in the canyon wall from which she had appeared. In the daylight, a blue vein of rock would be visible rising from the mouth of the cave, marking this as the Redsand pair's quarters.

"Please make yourself comfortable," Ruenna asked of Tamar. She directed Tamar to her own pallet. Its design was similar to Germanicus's: the skins from small, woodland creatures were stretched across bundles of dried grass, creating a spartan cot. A hide was draped over the mattress, adding warmth and softness. It was not luxurious by any means, but it served its purpose. 

Ruenna busied herself searching through the items on her shelves, seeking something that might soothe Tamar's cough. The lighting was at its dimmest this time of the evening, and so she had to conduct her search mostly by smell.