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Subira blinked as she watched Ujana bend down to her level. She wasn't sure what the woman was doing. Most people didn't come down to where she was unless they were going to tell her to behave or some other kind of bad news. Or at least that was how it had been so far. Usually they just picked her up. But when the leafling blew a raspberry on her forehead she giggled. It was an uncontrollable laughter that had her showing off the gap where missing teeth were supposed to be and made her hold onto her belly.

Turning to look at her mother she took a deep breath to try and stop laughing so hard. "I like her mommy!" She declared before continuing to giggle.

It warmed her heart to hear Subira's free spirited laugh and even more when she said that she liked her. She found herself reaching out to put a hand on the girl's hair subconsciously, toying with the soft dreads a bit before breaking away.

"Memories, mostly." The warrior hooked her thumbs in the loose belt about her waist and held them there. "My mother isn't there anymore and her family is scattered now, so there's no real reason for me to go back." Her original reason for coming to Tale had been to be closer to her father and sister, but the lands that had once been so familiar to her were distant. She'd been gone for so long that nothing really felt like 'home'.

Ariya did much the same as Ujana had when Subira came back to clinging to her legs and put her hand on top of the girl's head. She too messed with the dreads there. Hearing the reason that her friend didn't stay in Jauhar made her lift a single brow. Memories. Well Ariya could think of one good memory there. Not that she said that out loud.

Instead she focused on Tale and the other part of Ujana's family. "You mentioned your dad the last time. I take it he lives in this area?" She had never gotten to meat the man. Then again there wasn't much time to do much meeting back then.

The way she answered made Subira frown a bit more this time. Did she not like her nana? She couldn't think of a reason as to why someone wouldn't like their grandmother. Then again hers was always doting on her. Though she did notice that her mother would glare at her nana from time to time. Not that she knew why. "What's wrong with your nana?" She couldn't help the innocent question. Subira just wanted to know. "I can share my nana." She offered.

"Uh, erm, well-" If Ujana were in older company she would have spilled everything that was wrong with her grandmother, but she didn't want to traumatize the kid. There was no love lost between her and the woman who had turned her father into a neurotic hermit. Well, had helped; surely her own disappearance hadn't been good on his mental health.

She didn't miss Ariya's flinch, and as sweet as the little one's offer was, Ujana was no fool. Even if Ariya hadn't said anything that reaction was enough. "It's alright. I'm a big girl now, so I don't need a nana, but nanas a good at spoiling sweet little things so I'm glad that you have yours, Subira."

At least, she'd heard that most grandmothers were like that. Who knew they could be that sweet?

"Are you staying at this inn or were you just stopping by?"

Ariya gave a small chuckle. At least the touchy subject had passed. So when both posed their own questions she nodded her head at Subira and looked at Ujana. "Subira has never stayed in an Inn before so I don't see why not." Hopefully that would add more excitement to their trip and keep her little one from being upset with her over the lack of feathers so far.

Being a mother was hard for her. There were times when she wanted nothing more than to keep that beautiful smile on her daughter's face but then other times she had to say no to things. Thankfully this time was easy to say yes. "Are you staying here then?" She wanted to be close to the woman both for the early trip and personal reasons.

Subira was too busy grinning at the idea of staying at an Inn to realize there was an underlying conversation being held. Getting to see the people that passed through would be interesting. Maybe she could see another hybrid like her friend. Or her uncle. That would be cool. Then there was the promise of breakfast! The fluffy haired child seemed to perk up at that. Her love of food obviously something she got from her mother. "What kind of breakfast!? I'm hungry now." Subira looked up at her mother, doing her best to give her a set of puppy eyes. If she could swing it then she wanted to get something to eat now as well as in the morning.