Greatwater Lake But my knees are bruised, from kneelin' to you

While she familiarized herself with the space, Khaba intended to wait nearby; an assurance to himself that she would be okay by herself for a bit of time.

Burrowing, settling; but she did not rest yet. Instead, she spoke more of Zharille.

She will learn to get used to you. He answered gruffly, saying it as if she really had no choice in the matter. 

But perhaps further explanation would help Nazli be reassured. She is expecting children, hence the disliking. It is not just you... Well, mostly. We have history, her and I. I can imagine some of the pups she carries are my own. Another reason to keep him tied here.