Lion Head Mesa bola

nazli nods, and in one fluid motion collects the objects and steps closer. she is mindful of the warmth in this space, and the soft smell of new life, but tries not to look at the newborns.
then silently, she unwraps the parcel again and doles out some of the dried meat. as she works she talks very softly:
if you need anything else, i will be just outside. but she hasn't left yet. perhaps she waits for dismissal - or very likely, she's curious about something and afraid to act on her impulse.