The taste of the meat made her sigh and she just sort of swayed on her butt and drew her feet together, the soles of her shoes touching, very much looking all of twelve. She even had dimples in her slightly rounded cheeks.
"Mmmm..." She looked up at Ming'we and then nodded. "What kinda meat is this? It's so good. Witu?" Was Witu meat good for drying? Some portion of her brain told her she'd regret asking. If it was good, shut up and eat it. The more you found out the less you wish you knew. And yet here she was, looking expectantly at the other.
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