Ouroboros Spine The seas part when they hit the floor.

The girl spoke like the woman. She smelled strongly of her too, and with careful glances (glowers) Nuak thought he saw some nuanced similarities.

He did not trust her words and rumbled a low sound of warning; but she had asked for a name, and even though the boy lacked trust he held a firm understanding of hierarchy.

More accurately, the innate superiority of others.

The woman calls me Nuak. He says, wondering later if she would have beat him for an answer had he withheld it.