Redsand Canyon you fall through the trees

The language barrier doesn't seem to bother her as they walk. She is more grateful to have respite from her own thoughts and the labours of Tikal, and she can piece together Xtabay's meaning well enough by tone and expression.

Her head shakes in response to the query. "Too much-" she pauses, "-too much up here." Feeling the Holcan's eyes on her, lifts her paw briefly towards her ear as if pointing to her skull. Would Xtabay relate?

The next comment catches her off guard; a warmth prickles in her belly. She wants to squash the feeling like a bug.

"Ajaw's land feeds us well," she offers a small smile. Then, an afterthought, speech slow as she searches for the right sounds, "Xtabay teach Caro words of Tikal?"