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the boy did not rejoin with his name; to this she took no offense. "moonspeah," the harlot repeated in gentle tones. perhaps once she had heard the name before; it was not the sum of what held her interest currently. the long-legged boy was far more intriguing than talk of his own land. "aye," the harlot purled to his restrained question.
"how can you see dese t'ings when you live on de mountain?" erzulie teased her companion lightly. in response to his polite inquiry, the woman gave a careless roll of her nutmeg-dusted shoulders. "it be a good night in de company of a striking creature. i am where i want to be." 
here now she turned her gaze full upon him, softening it with a low smile as she waited for the boy's rejoinder.