Still stubbornly spinning his flame with at the same clockwork pace, K'ile averted his eyes in annoyance, first at K'deiki and then at K'luha. He held his tongue, though, until the latter woman had said her piece and sat down. The man turned his eyes on her. He did not glare. The expression he wore was a deliberate mask of calm as he said, "Check your threats. Violence between tribe members is forbidden."
He breathed deeply, exhaled smoothly. After a few turns of the fire, he continued, "Your daughter is an adult, but provides no children and brings us no meat. Instead she comes with a letter from some outsider, whom she herself called her master. Does it anger you that I judge your daughter by choices?"
His path around the outside of the group brought him near the woman he spoke to, and as he walked behind K'ailia and K'luha, he said, "K'ailia is an adult now. If you want to convince her to return to the cradle so you can protect her, you can try. But I doubt she'll consent. Do not humiliate her further by defending her when she should be defending herself."
He breathed deeply, exhaled smoothly. After a few turns of the fire, he continued, "Your daughter is an adult, but provides no children and brings us no meat. Instead she comes with a letter from some outsider, whom she herself called her master. Does it anger you that I judge your daughter by choices?"
His path around the outside of the group brought him near the woman he spoke to, and as he walked behind K'ailia and K'luha, he said, "K'ailia is an adult now. If you want to convince her to return to the cradle so you can protect her, you can try. But I doubt she'll consent. Do not humiliate her further by defending her when she should be defending herself."
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