Lion Head Mesa djed

It was apparently up to Lilitu to speak, mostly because A) Charles remained silent and B) Ramesses addressed her directly. She refrained from stuffing her face (for now), merely smiling and shaking her head.

I've never grown anything, she admitted. I know others do, though.

She then took a berry, chewing thoughtfully. How long have you been with Akashingo, Charles? she asked, once she'd swallowed. The pit stuck, and she hid a small cough, ducking her muzzle close to her chest. Do you like it here so far?

Lilitu gave Pharaoh a pleasant look, one that clearly read she had enjoyed his hospitality—but now was ready for what was next.