Firefly Glen [PHE] they got the drip

fadir. sanja. kvarsheim. sven. she could not help the endless comparisons between her language and his; the only thing which stalled her train of thought was his generous and wholly unexpected offer.
with the exception of ajei, chani had never known any member of her family to simply tour strangers through sapphique. at once she was surprised, then suspicious, then thoughtful, all in the span of several vulnerable seconds.
"well. i — den i will come," she said, managing to sound warmer than even a few minutes before, if only because sven had taken the wind out of her irritable sails.
"what are de large stones for?" she asked, stepping past him though with a silent invitation that he join.