Neverwinter Forest Moon, a hole of light

heilsa.

titles for warmth, but already she thought of ways she might cleave languages together. would it be a disrespect to her blood and to his? she did not know, but things felt easier when he asked to learn in return.

there are different ways. pride in this, in the way sunshine had grown and bloomed. in the way she shared it now among a man interested in her roots as much as he was in his own. you might say 'it is good to see your face' or perhaps atekai to say come in, welcome.

a smile now, warm and encouraging for his tongue to try her words.