Phoenix Maplewood What kind of house doesn't have salt?

You-lady was not very bright, but so were most of people Kausiut had met. They talked too much and said very little useful stuff. Except for mom. She did not talk too much either and therefore was easier to understand. Why did people bothered with words at all? 

Hungry! That's something she knew and had been asked often. Her face lit up - the ever-present scowl was replaced by an inquisitive look first at You then around her. No food in sight. "Eat?" she asked, ready to follow this stranger, if the answer was affirmative. And had it not been You, but anyone else with more sinister motives, Kau's story would end right here.