Duskfire Glacier Give me something to believe in

She could see that they were speaking about her, or at least Steele was. With no way to understand what they were saying, she blocked out the English all together in favor of waiting patiently for another northerner. 

She rose to her feet as nanuk approached, dipping her head to him respectfully. If she was still bothered by their last meeting at all, she didn't show it. "Siarut," she greeted similarly, the word thick with its northern pronunciation. 

"An interested recruit. Or at least, he seemed interested," she could not help but grin, amused that the southern man had followed her despite not being able to understand her. 

"He's nice but I don't speak English. I don't know what he can offer. I just figured you might want to speak to him, yourself," she shrugged her slender shoulders. It was obvious she would lose no sleep if the stranger was turned away. Still, perhaps there was some reason Taqqiq had sent him.