Ankyra Sound like an egyptian

Keket pursed her lips, thoughtful for a moment, and then as the man turned away from her, she followed. She was aloof; drifting after the Greek as he led her away from the chilled ocean edge and towards the towering trees. He moved with efficiency, and came to an abrupt halt after only a few minutes of perusing. He seemed... Indifferent. Not pleased by his own work, nor made bored by the simple request.

The girl stepped around him with one fluid step, ducking her head for just a second so that she could peer in to the hollow. Hm. θα το κάνει. She sighed, as if disappointed - and then, it was as if Keket had all but forgotten about the empty tree. She turned her eyes upon the man as if to size him up, although she had gotten an eyeful already, during their short journey.

Ένα γεύμα , το επόμενο. Έχω την πείνα. She wasn't really in any sort of great need, but it was another test. Αλλά εγώ δεν τρώνε τα ψάρια - και αυτό πρέπει να είναι φρέσκα. With these specifics outlined, Keket paused to watch him, expectant.