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He guided Waawaashkeshi back toward the ledge he’d sat on for hours earlier. His attention remained trained on the sound of her voice as he motioned for her to take a seat if she liked. Cambria eased onto his own haunches, casting another brief glance at the distant rise.

Who’s… Nasamiituuq? he questioned a little haltingly, tripping over the pronunciation only a little. And where does she—do you both—live? Cambria tacked on in the next breath, guessing, The river?