Duskfire Glacier kaviak ⥎

Kausiut's gaze shifted from her mother to Eldritch and then back at mother again. She vaguely remembered the utterly unpleasant experience with the Northern lights, headache and whirling colours before her eyes. It had been a massive inconvenience for her. She had wanted it to stop and yet it seemed that her mother had drawn entirely different conclusion about the situation. To put it simply, instead of giving her a relief of medical kind, she was being told that believing enough was going to cure her. 

Besides - talking? Really? People were annoying and tiresome with their endless babbling. She struggled with their inability to be concise and to the point. That bugger inside her head - thank God - she had effectively silenced it. Why should she want to talk to someone else? As much as she wanted to please her mother for her own selfish needs, at present she did not need anything from her. Yet... "What... there... for Kau?" she spoke slowly, looking now Eldritch in the eyes. If this talking stuff meant that she could make a business of it, perhaps, it was useful.