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Was that an invitation? Kilgitsuk gave a grunt of acknowledgement, and began to move off from the caves and in the direction the man had been looking. He paused to see if Chakliux would follow, so that they may continue their conversation before they reached their destination and had to get to work.

Man or woman? He quipped. To wrestle with one was different from the other, and he had a sense Chakliux understood. The attempt at humor masked a deeper hurt in Kilgitsuk that neither man was comfortable speaking about, and so they would speak in this code of men: lewd jokes when out of earshot of the soft women, and brutish displays should the desire arise.