Moonsong Glacier the place I want to be is somewhere in your heart

His answer was short, but contemplative. Did he disagree with her? Though a wanderer, her path had not led her to love. It was to say, that she was no expert at it and had only an outsider's view on how it was supposed to be. There were her parents, and the bachelors she had met along the road - all with eyes for someone other than herself. Was it selfish of her to believe that Dutch would - that he could love her? Why her?

All things she would untangle later but, for now, they raced through her foggy mind as they climbed to the village. She had missed this place - and him - truly. "Ay, I am expecting a whole herd of reindeer to be waiting for me then!" Behind the jest her gaze was filled with warmth. 

"Your father is here?" she interjected, her face tightening in a mixture of surprise and something unreadable as she listened curiously to his descriptions. She wanted to tell him of her own father, then, but found the words catch in her throat. Instead, she focused curiously on the woman known as Nephele. His expression drew a puff of breath from her nose; it was hard to judge someone she hadn't met, but she would keep his words in mind.

"Perhaps, I will ask her to negotiate our next battle of sticks," she quipped, "I hope you have not forgotten about our rematch." There would be children here come spring. With Ariadne gone - it made sense - though she selfishly wished cloud woman's own would be born here for her to dote on.

Sulukinak. Fallen Sun. Leith. Familiar names matched to blurry faces. "I did not get to spend much time with them," she admitted, voice tinged with regret. "But, I am curious to know what you see in Sulukinak; she is a northern woman, yes?" Perhaps, they would get along as she had with Ariadne!

As their conversation trailed off as they neared the common place, Tulugak touched her tail lightly to his hocks. "I only wish I could have been here for you too."