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As he pulls himself to full height, she feels small again in the same way she has many times before. He was large, especially so for his age- meanwhile Huā was a petite and lithe little thing. His slight falter does not go unnoticed- and as always, she wonders what she has done wrong. Her understanding of the language was only so developed, and so she knew that she sometimes made mistakes in tone. She could only hope she had not offended him too much. 

Thankfully, it seemed she hadn't. Quickly he returned to his casual friendly appearance, greeting her and answering her question in the way she'd expected. The question of business has her blush a little- because she totally can't say, I slept with your leader and had to work out some issues. Instead she grins a little, Just, dip- diplomatic thing with Mal. I leader of Yuèlóng, from beach. Your pack my pack are ally. Do you know of my pack? She wonders, unsure if Mal had told his people anything about them yet.