Two Eyes Cenote is that it? are you not allowed to talk?

She rises and looks across the sand towards the man, her face maintaining its quiet seriousness. The first sensation is an offense that trickles up into her throat on behalf of Pharaoh- Toula who is deserving of all the accolades bestowed! But he fixes her in earnest and his smile is easy; he seems innocuous enough. She blinks and begins to relax.

“Eset,” one brow flares into a curve, “I trust you can manage that?” Her voice challenges but at the corner of her mouth is a small, furtive smile.

“You are welcome to stay in Muat-riya. I will escort you through the palace,” the hebsut offers with a wave of paw in invitation for him to follow.

“What is your name?” She asks while they walk.