Otatso Wetlands I'm getting Hickeys from my Bedbugs

"The name of a goddess." 
She gasped, eyes wide. No one here knew of her home, of her Culture. Of the pantheon that she devoted her heart to. "Yes! Yes it is!" Her tail did its telltale flutter that it did when she was happy or excited. Her mouth shaped around the words, testing. "xéreis tin paliá glóssa?" She uttered, watching him, hopeful. She felt like such a stranger in these lands...and to meet someone who somehow knew of her home...
He mentioned the sea and she Smiled. I have friends by the sea. I...I don't think I can take you there, Though... It's.." Its where Donovan was. She highly doubted Yüelong was able to kill him, or drive him off. She would spend the rest of her life terrified, looking over her shoulder, Wondering if he would find her to finish his torment. Gratefully he changed the subject and she beamed proudly. "I'm healer and caretaker for Whitebark Stream. I was hoping to find some new medicine. Clearly that was a mistake." She laughed softly, her eyes meeting his. "If...If you want...I wouldn't mind you staying with us. I'm sure Artyom would be happy to see a new face..." And I want to get to know you better. She didn't say. He looked at her like he felt the same way and it made her heart beat faster.