Kildeer Rest Much more than heartless

"I like the name Leen," Katora contemplated the new comments they made to each other.  Leen seemed far more like the calculating type.  That was very interesting.  "Where have you come from?"

Katora blinked a few times at the silvered male's comment.  Her face falling?  Perhaps he was trying to get a rise out of her?  It didn't carry the same sting as his previous conversation.  She took heart in this.

"Fatal mistake perhaps, but melting snow has many metaphors attached to it. Restlessness, changes with time, maybe a jab at someones dignity."  Katora trailed off.  "What is your name word weaver?" She asked so she'd have a name for him in her head.