Heron Lake Plateau Burning Sun

Nevouku began to explain who taught him his bird hunting moves but stopped himself, and she could sense the shift in his demeanour. He seemed to curl inwards and become insecure, but Niamh felt it'd be better not to question him. Obviously, at least for the time being, he wasn't ready to talk about whoever it was that'd taught him how to hunt birds. And given that they weren't terribly close, she didn't figure she was the one he should talk to about it- nor did she feel really up to the task of having someone she herself wasn't 100% comfortable with offload all his feelings on her. 

Instead, she gave him a small smile. "Well, they done a good job. I really like bird hunting, myself," She said. "But some days are better than others. Kind of same with every other kind of hunting I guess...But I like to collect the prettiest feathers, so maybe that's why I like it so much." There- she could keep the topic on birds, but steer it away from whatever it was that set him off. At least, all she could do was hope that that tactic would work.