Lion Head Mesa fifth

ah. yes. tavina. 

senmut had seen relationships such as theirs before. they were guarded in a way that men often were not. 

he lightened to hear of the sesh. "she seems fascinating. i am glad you are both here." nala did not want to talk of her past, so he would not press.

senmut picked at his meal. the wind was fresh upon them, holding the crispness of a cooler season. he was not sure what to say and his eyes darted away.