Two Rivers Isle Care for dinner?

"I-seul?" Yet Iseul's name had not grown easier on her own tongue. Little chance had been given for socializing, especially inside of the snake-quiet clan with Khaba at its head and his silence! Even so, eager she was to say it. So, it had been unchanged, and still difficult when she connected the 'S'.
Perhaps it was a good thing it had not been worn.

"Hillo-He-H-Hi- HELLO!" SCRATCH, SCRATCH, SCRATCH, SCRATCH. She had spent so much time trying to beat the daylight of Ra out of god Geb packed between her pads that she'd forgotten the local tongues greeting. In time, quickly, when the god had died, or when she accepted that parts of its body wasn't going anywhere, she dropped her foul smile to give Iseul a pleasant one. Iseul was no river mud, even if such surrounded her! "I visit, I-seul?"