Two Eyes Cenote people like me are dangerous

this one, so unique and lovely, is quiet. she wonders if perhaps they have taken a vow of silence for the Gods. few usually had no words for her, but Toula only found herself further intrigued by this. her eyes turn toward the falcon, and it is with a smile that she calls upon her own companion with a whistling sort of note. in no time, the creature that @Senmut had procured for her as an egg wheeled above them watchfully. 
a good omen, the gift of the priest-turned-prince. now it was she who sat upon the Horus throne. and perhaps this traveler brought with them good tidings, for on their very shoulder was his symbol. yes, at last, a good sign!
you need not speak to me, if you do not wish it. but it would mean much to me if you might stay and dine with me tonight. Horus smiles upon you, she acknowledged, seeking any indication that she was understood—or any hint that the name spoken might be familiar to her...