( Now, her silence takes a different quality — less fretful and disoriented than somber, anticipating outburst or rejection.
First, she extends a packet of dried feeding — flattened breads — in the general direction of where Beitang Moran's voice sparks. Her hand stays, tense. )
Pass these on. Two work better than one. ( If he wishes her conversation, he must pay her price. ) It is true, he is of my people.
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First, she extends a packet of dried feeding — flattened breads — in the general direction of where Beitang Moran's voice sparks. Her hand stays, tense. )
Pass these on. Two work better than one. ( If he wishes her conversation, he must pay her price. ) It is true, he is of my people.