Two Eyes Cenote Eiderdown

Rashepses.
The name falls from Tavina's tongue and Inji finds herself aflutter. Neither of them knew, did they? And suddenly, the young fellahin wishes desperately for them not to — in a situation where she should feel sisterhood, she feels alone; ostracized; dirty.
Whorish.
Her lip curls into something unknown before a smile flurries across a thin set of jaws. I'd love to help, too, if you'll-- if you'll have me, Tavina, for Inji had, as of late, been comically plunked into situations where a knowledge of medicine was necessary, and yet she had none. Who better was there to learn from? And then, to play along — or, perhaps, to make herself feel whole again — she playfully punches out her elbow in the direction of Eset. maybe we could give him a pet cactus.