Ouroboros Spine without a compass

stiffness returned to racharra the instant she met gazes with kukutux again, and her offer was given. a traveler, away on some journey, named kassuq.

it was better than nothing.

of course. she dips her head. thank you. may he and i cross paths. i'll be looking forward to what he thinks.
racharra finishes the rest of the food mostly out of courtesy. even as she rises once again to offer a smile to the matchmaker, a pit remains.