Vola glared at Kyle. “Would you please just try to be respectful?” she asked him, before turning to Nestor’s grandmother. “My name is Vola.” she said. “I have only met Nestor recently, but I would like to think we are friends. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

Welcome Yumika!

Welcome Spook!

Vola was about to give Kyle a nudge to shut him up, but stopped and winced as Nestor hit his head. "That looks like it might have hurt."

"The alternative is death." Vola pointed out. "I would much rather be old than dead. Even 70 would be a stretch for a Orc though." She added "Regardless, I've pulled us off topic. We should probably go inside."

"I know you mentioned this before, but you say this is your granny's place?" Vola asked. "This may be somewhat rude to ask, but....how long exactly do your people live?" she added, trying and failing to do some quick math with her fingers.

"What exactly would your father do?" Vola asked Kyle. "I'm just curious."

Do whatever you need to do Naiwen, that's ok. Just don't disappear completely!

"Never mind." Vola said. "Just keep going, it can't be much further."

"You can rest once we get there." Vola said. "If you stop here, a shark might get you." she added, for extra motivation.