Lion Head Mesa Khonsu

she and @Sayf worked tirelessly now.

a shadow announced itself at the door. qiao set aside the pellets and for a moment feared it was khaba -- oh, he would feel her teeth!

she softened as she realized it was the medjay, kindly bayek with a parcel of water and fruit. qiao bowed deep and motioned for the hearth where he could deposit his gift. the first she had been given since her head had nearly split in two.

fucking men.

medjay bayek. it is an honor and a pleasure to be recipient of your company. please make yourself at home. she motioned to the bench where assorted sheaths of greenery sat in stacks. some had been ground to a paste, others arranged in order of their stage of dryness. you are most kind for the water and fruit. what can i do for you?