Lion Head Mesa purgatory

one word the still innocent Toula is unaware of, and it intrigued her only in its foreign nature. escort? she gently asks, noting then the looks passed between the fellahin with her. while it is not them she had asked, Toula wished then she had held her tongue rather than reveal her own lack of knowing. it went against so many of her teachings, for so many reasons!
each of those things is grand—the royal baths here are things your companions take great pride in, and for good reason! I am eager to see what you bring to them, Toula speaks with a smile, and thinks, as for healing, our Sesh will surely be grateful for you and your aid! and know that I too am grateful, for Toula anticipated she would bring much to Akashingo. 
she stepped aside, to allow her entrance. come, I will walk with you to the baths, and as for what she would be called, publicly, my title—though I do not mind if otherwise, you call me what is simplest for you to say. Toula maintained each and every sense of decorum before others, as was taught—but would not enforce in private this way.