Phoenix Maplewood sweet adieu

Safiya eased her stance only a little. But her gaze held the male's. He was larger than her, but she was not afraid. Safiya was never afraid. She had seen too much to be afraid and that was an emotion the girl was not born with. She often wondered if she was broken because of it. 

A tilt of her head. And a dip of her nose down. I am of Verapaz. It is in the desert. Not far. But thank you. She looked at teh man then remembering her manners,e ven if she was on guard. For the offer.

She looked to the woman yvonne. It is a bit busy. More than usual. A small flicker of amusement in the sea of her eye.