Lion Head Mesa Man, know yourself… and you shalt know the gods

Toula smiles at the term of endearment. she thinks of what the Sphinx has done this day alone. she can see now his intent in becoming Akashingo—in perhaps her own hand. Toula felt suddenly quite shy as he bow before her, but knew at least what she wished to do! 
these hours of mine shall be yours, she had decided—for she heard in his final words what he had so thoughtfully done. and that he credited those that she cared so fiercely for… it pleased her. 
she drew nearer to him now, a soft smile answering his coy grin. it is the perfect day for such a thing—it would seem the Gods smile upon your idea as much as I do, came her voice, light and airy with the jest and with the truth. she was happy, truly, for this idea he had seen come to life. she waited for him to lead the way to the location of it, and would follow.