Lion Head Mesa The almond and the apple

fading here if you're okay with it?

a gentle hum in her throat. perhaps it was too early to expect eset to have seen what lays within the red walls of akashingo. but perhaps someday she will come to know of its secrets, in the same manner that tuna has learned.

feeling pleased, although a bit heavy with their current conversation, the fellahin gives her coat a nice shake before aiming to smile towards eset. "tha's yer first lesson. ah think yer gonna'be juuust fahne. cahme on," tuna would invite the other to join her as she starts a path towards one of the nearby pantries, "ah've got some cactus fruit tha's gonna go bad soon if'its nawt eat'n. inter'sted 'n sharin' some with'me?"

it would be perhaps one of the many conversations and times that tuna would find herself in the lone company of eset. and so far, she's found it to be everything thats pleasant.