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

stark thought she would decline the offer; he cannot see her face but he suspects there is a hesitance there. and though his intentions were good: a desire to get to know her better and learn more about the culture of the home he sworn himself to! he cannot blame her if she was hesitant. his pride had no place being prickled by it.

the moments seem to stretch on for ever until she turns back around and accepts it.

he is surprised and does not bother schooling it from his face, taking a few steps back to allow her, her choice from the spread she'd lain out first.

how long has muat-riya been here? have you always been it's hebsut? he volleys a few questions at her as he moves to take from the meats she's lain out, being sure to give her, her space and not crowd it. it is a little hard given his size, but he tries to make himself smaller in this space all the same.