Two Rivers Isle eat popcorn in the morning, pancakes in the night

"iseul lived with blood family," she comes to say with a warm expression on her face, eyes glittering at the thought, "very far from here. everyone live in blood family homes there. not like here, where others, uh, live by choice." truly, iseul had no idea the number of miles she traveled unconsciously in order to arrive in the wilds. but she knew the land felt and smelt different and thus it was too far away to remind her of home.

when her counterpart begins by spinning their own tale of how they came to be, iseul listens silently and politely, nodding along as she could to show she was an active listener. "sounds like a home if totoro like it." it was perhaps all that a wolf would need, just knowing that somewhere there is someone who cares for them as if they did share blood. "but totoro no want home as n-no-mad?"

that word was new, but it seemed like she used it in the right context as to how she heard it.