Lion Head Mesa A squeaky pain upon each breath

The girls slept well. It was the boy that kicked and fought between them, which then kept Satsu from a proper sleep. She was busy with his fussing body when Sayf came to the door.

For a time she was too distracted by his body's machinations to look up; the scent of meat made her belly rumble quickly enough, and she eventually quelled the mighty child so that he might drink from her, and then sleep.

With a sigh she lounged back upon the furs, and saw Sayf. A beckon of her wrist invited the fellahin to enter - and she eyed what was brought.