Shadewood nessun dorma

He was unsure how the woman would answer.  Such lack of knowledge — especially with a decision that could lead his path down one path or another — brought about a nervousness. Had he the ability to sweat he could fill buckets with it in that moment.
Her answer came eventually. The yearling let out a breath of relief.
i do, yes. please He nodded swiftly. i-i could —
Sings for her and her people? Chart the stars in the night sky? Name the flora that grew in the wood? In that moment he felt his skills to be lacking at best and embarrassing at worse. Such an mighty woman as Themis would surely laugh. 
He shook his head in the hopes of ridding of the blooming warmth in his cheeks. 
w-well, i can contribute.