Bitterroot Valley seven long years

"Ah," said Angel, imagining that her home was much like the Land of Long Nights were Round Valley made their home. She parted her jaws to ask if she also had months of night in her homeland, but Kasia beat her to it with a question of her own.

"Pardon?" she asked, bemused. It took her a moment to understand what the other woman could possibly be asking of her. Did she need help — peeing?

She came around to the idea that they must view border marking quite differently.

"Oh — no, if you're busy," she replied, though she was not wholly convinced they were talking about the same thing. "I just thought that was what you must be doing, and it seemed silly to do it twenty paces apart."