Lion Head Mesa bread & beer

Toula, with a look to a fellahin, saw to the comfort of the Hem. he was brought clean furs to relax upon—all while she considered the man before her. 
his experience was a boon. perhaps he might become the same here; her gemstone gaze roved innocently over him, in a way to take his measure. have you the same ambitions here? to be overseer, she wondered. 
all had their use here—but Toula would see to it that they were happy with their tasks, too. or did you prefer the directing of the fellahin? her unwavering voice pressed gently; he had a choice in this, and she would have him see it.