Lion Head Mesa If I fail, I'll fall apart

It was not uncommon for fellahin to help one-another, or even for Nazli to work long hours alone. This would be the first interaction between Nazli and the sanpin without another present. When the small, strange woman appeared the girl didn't quite know what to say.

She had made sure to keep out of Tavina's way with Nala's arrival. Something about sharing the space had unsettled her, and so she'd not spent much time with her mentor or this newcomer.

Um, yes, I... Sure, the girl murmured.

I'm trying to organize these samples. She went on to explain, and put great effort in to not looking at Nala at all. Do you um, recognize them? They're all things I found recently. I have yet to... show Miss Tee.

At once Nazli felt quite immature, and bashful, having used Tavina's childish little nickname from when Nazli was very small. It had come out so naturally, as if she were speaking to one of the fellahin.