Hushed Willows but i finally think i can say

"Father and brother.." And what could be a more daring journey than traveling outside of ones home in search of your family? 

A pang shot her heart. "Yes," and just as urgent of a topic as it was, it would be responded with matching seriousness. Unable, however, to stay that way when met with soft eyes between those light lashes. Surely, he hurt deep down. Or maybe not so deep at all.

How did one begin a search like that? "I hope you find them. I'm sure they're out there somewhere waiting to be found all the same." The word family had grown into nothingness for Nutuyikruk. Maybe it wouldn't for him.

"I'm sure you're eager to go." She'd be. "I," her face stunned for a moment, and continued motion to search his face. "I was there once. My earliest memory is searching for my father. I'm not sure where I came from or why I was alone, just that- I was alive one day and looking for him. I stayed with a woman for a time at Greatwater." Her face motioned a ways away to the lake below the mountains. "I stayed just until I was old enough to walk alone for a few days, and that's when the ridge found me. Took me in and taught me most of what I know." 

If Ezra even knew who they were! Or realized who they were. "I stay with them now. They can be rough, but," well, "they're what I have. We take care of one another."