Iktome Plains saltmouth

He watched fondly not hiding his grin as Teya worked the crab shell, giving her pointers here and there but ultimately letting her take the reigns. It was like watching a young pup figure out how to eat meat for the first time, wondering if he was ever like this as a child. 

In between mouthfuls did she finally reveal her troubles. A mate and a husband - the boy did not think he had ever been in love nor experienced true death but he could only imagine how haunting it must have been.

"I don't think I've ever been in love," he speaks finally, as more of an afterthought, unsure of how to comfort Teya other than with apologies she had probably heard a thousand times. "But I know what it's like to lose someone close to you." Ines, especially, was a wound barely healed. "What were they like, your husbands?"