Lion Head Mesa there is a woman in Somalia

Kemal nods silently. He understands, he thinks he does. Taking the pelt in his jaws, he moves closer only to drape it over her shoulders. Gentlemanly, careful. The quiet kills us all.

If you are lonely, then let's speak. Kemal isn't one for conversation, but he is a good listener. Part of him worries that something more is wrong, and he searches for signs of it in her face without shame. I want to know what is on your mind.

Speak of Verapaz women makes him wonder, too. Disa and Serein were kept busy and on-guard by their own volition, and he can't imagine that Margarida means his mother with the confised state she's been in.

Serein. When had he last checked on Serein?