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BarAmal sighed having just dropped off the oban woman at a healer’s residence. Finding one hadn’t been that hard. There was still a number in Neued helping it recover from the battle. Moving along the branches he watched as the obans moved here and there. He really wanted to hate them still but each time he kept seeing that woman’s terrified face as well as that of his own family in isd. Trying to distract himself from that he was watching the other earthlings. The Matori. They seemed so strange to him though given how he might be to them he chuckled and took a deep breath. As it was he was going to need to make a new bow and get more arrows. He really shouldn’t keep stalling like this. Shaking his head he got himself moving again only to see a shifter woman who looked rather heavy with child. Blinking he stared for a moment wondering why she looked so familiar to him. The answer came like a slap to the back of his head. That woman was in the camps! She had been captured just as he had. Smiling he was glad she made it out before he realized she was very much pregnant and just sitting there. Moving closer he cleared his throat. “Are you alright?”

He nodded looking down as well from their shared vantage point. He glanced at her not surprised she didn’t remember. He only remembered her due to her current state of being. “No, not really met. I saw you in the oban camps though.” He hesitated there not certain just what her time was like. His own had been rather painful and was rather one reason he still found the presence of the obans so disturbing. Not only that but being remembered in such a place might not be the best thing for a woman in her state. “Still the people down there seem rather interesting.” He nodded his head toward the matori changing the topic poorly but hopefully effectively. “Perhaps you would like to go say hello? I could.. um help if you needed any.” He was blushing lightly hoping he didn’t cause her any distress about her current condition.

Yes disgusting was rather the word for it. The smile the shifter gave him was almost disconcerting it was so happy. He wasn’t used to such a smile in a long time. “That’s good?” BarAmal wasn’t certain he was actually required to answer such a thing but thought it was best just to be on the safe side. As he watched her start to scramble down the tree he felt his heart panic a bit worried she might end up off balance and fall. Not even bothering to respond to her call he started right after her. He might now know this reckless woman but he was going to burn first before he risked her ending up injured because she decided she wanted to play a game. He darted after her and not only climbed down but slid, and even jumped down the last few feet just in an attempt to get down below her first just in case. "Be Careful!"

“Risking your life betting on a earthling you don’t know is a bit .. reckless.” He was trying to scold her but still didn’t want to upset her so his tone and conviction were far less than pressing. He raised a brow at the wink but a small smile was half formed on his lips. Senja certainly had a sense of humor. “BarAmal. .. That one seems like a good place to start.” Having picked a Matori female who was carrying a basket and was walking slow enough not to have an urgent matter that was clear he thought it was a good idea. They could start with someone unimposing and maybe just maybe if he was lucky it would be a woman who had children of her own and knew how to tell this happy go lucky woman to settle down a bit without the risk of offending or upsetting her.

While he was dragged along BarAmal could only shake his head in disbelief. A bit of fun was fine, too much and it was dangerous. Still oddly enough he felt his spirits lifted a bit. Getting closer to the Matori woman he couldn’t help but stare a bit. The woman didn’t seem to mind his gaze as she looked them both over with a smile as well. He watched her give Senja a nod with a bright smile of her own. He wondered if that was a normal reaction to the shifter woman’s perkiness or if he had just signed himself up for getting dragged along by not one but two women he knew he would not be able to handle. Well as long as they didn’t drag him around into something to dangerous he supposed it was alright after all what could possibly happen in a market place? While other than being robbed and with so much rebuilding going on and spirits so high he doubted that in a place like this. “If you don’t mind me asking what is your homeland like?” He was curious to hear about where this people came from.

Watching the pair he realized he could just sit back and listen for a while after all Senja clearly wasn’t scared of asking questions and the Matori woman wasn’t all that shy it seemed either. Falling into a relaxed pose watched two chatter trying to imagine cliffs and beaches. He had seen a few but those had been in Sauti and he had never gone to a beach before. He knew what they were but had never traveled to one yet.

“There are many songs and dances.” Lileshna sounded proud of this fact because no matter how long her people had been enslaved there were always those who cast aside the misery of their situation to help bring joy to those around them. “Quite a few interments to though they might not look what you would expect. My favorite is actually made of heavy shell that has an opening in one end to make a mouthpiece. Then you can slide your hand along the shell opening to help control the sound and flow of air through the shell. “ She mimed with her hands to help illustrate what she was discussing.


BarAmal tilted his head trying to understand but just couldn't see it but still from how Senji was perhaps she understood it better than he.

Watching the two chat about different kinds of insterments was mostly white noise to BarAmal. He knew they were great ways to help to convey stories so his father would have been more interested but it was hard for him since he just preferred listening to the final product and not all the in between steps. He just held his hands up in mock surrender. “I don’t have anything interesting to say when it comes to music so I don’t mind being left out.” He did pay more attention to the start of the theater talk though. Theaters meant stories and tales and while he wouldn’t admit it he would be stopping by to listen to some at some point. He paid close atteion to what it looked like and where it was at. When he was invited he jumped a bit startled. Blushing he scratched his cheek and looked off to the side so he wouldn’t be looking Senja in the eyes for her to see. “Perhaps. I don’t know how long I’ll be in Neued, but I might find the time.”

The Matori woman looked back and forth between the pair for a moment. So the shifter woman was just dragging this man along and he knew so little about her? That was amusing. Trying to suppress a giggle she nodded. “Oh I will be coming to the theater. I’ll be sure to ask the others as well to see what was brought by everyone.” She clapped her hands excited at the prospect of music and perhaps dancing.