Luneshale Pass Desert Groove

Racharra watched Legend with heavy and dull eyes, hoping for an answer — or rather, a good answer — to Senmut's question. 
she vaguely recognized the woman now that she could get a good look; was she from the lake? or was it from their time in Akashingo? was Racharra already starting to forget her puphood? was she just asking herself so many questions to take her mind off the fact she needed water?

good for now. she tried to assure the erpa-ha with a kind lie, but she struggled to even chuff her words through her dry throat.