Stavanger Bay mispronunciation

Unnuakvik.

The word came so effortlessly from him but she imagined if she even tried to pronounce it without practice, she'd fumble over it. Regardless he spoke of dreams of snow before his times in the taiga. Had the taiga sapped him so that he didn't dream as much now? Perhaps...perhaps she could provide some peace.

Although it was her turn to answer the question but he put the pin in it immediately.

Her parents.

She missed them horribly and she worried for the children. She hoped that...that everything had worked out, despite the fact that she had disappeared. Despite the fact that she had likely wounded her mother even more by becoming another missing child. Again.

I do miss them... She admittedly softly, lump in her throat. I worry that I probably hurt them more though with everything else that was going on and it's...maybe for the best I let them recover. If they're somewhere south here.

Maybe they had left. Maybe they had scattered further south than she knew possible.

I've dreamt of snow too before. Forests also. A sudden conversation loop lest she get too emotional thinking of how wayward she had become from her family.

How there was some twinge of guilt in staying close to Kigipigak and going there on way instead of seeking them out as they might for her.