Jose
Despite its slightly shaky start, Minnah felt that the conversation was going quite well, actually. She was getting over her initial scare, and beginning to realize that Vhun was really nice. To be honest, Minnah was feeling a little bad that she'd reacted in such a way. There hadn't been a good reason for it, and she couldn't imagine that it felt very nice to the Mothfolk. She herself knew that she hated it when people responded to her presence like that. Yeah, she definitely had to apologize for that.

But, right now wasn't the correct moment, it seemed. Once more, Minnah read the cards in front of her, subconsciously pulling at her hood to make sure that her face was still completely hidden. *Nice to meet you too*, she wrote, the letters once more hovering in the air, slowly turning around to face Vhun. Although Minnah was more used to her own method of writing on air, she found the way Vhun was communicating through the use of those cards quite interesting as well. For simple small talk, it might even be better, because she wouldn't have to write down the same things over and over again. Plus, now that she was looking at them more closely, there seemed to be some way of ordering them, with some cards missing certain corners. Or perhaps that was a coincidence, she had no way to be sure.

It surprised her a little when Vhun's wings suddenly fluttered, but Minnah managed to hide it. After all, it didn't look like a threat, especially with what the Mothfolk did next. It seemed more like excitement, actually. She did as she was told and waited patiently, gazing at Vhun with some curiosity. What was she doing? Figuring she'd find out soon, Minnah decided to take the time to check on Azeria, crouching down to scoop up the fox with both arms - after all, standing on the cold ground for long periods of time couldn't be great for her. The little creature simply accepted its fate and didn't struggle, only adjusted her position slightly to be more comfortable.

** **
As Vhun pulled out her own writing utensils, Minnah quickly stood straight once more, now holding her fox in a warm embrace. She read the words presented to her and blinked in surprise. Someone could do that? Just make dyes? She leaned forward a bit to see if she could get a better look, but Vhun was still a bit too far away. It was so very tempting to step closer and examine the patterns, yet Minnah felt it was inappropriate to do so without asking. So, instead, she shifted the weight of the fox to her left arm, wincing slightly in pain as she did so, so that she could write with her right.

*It looks beautiful*, she commented, and added a smiley face a moment later, realizing that Vhun couldn't see her smile underneath the scarf. *Did you make the cloak yourself?* It could also be one that she added the details onto, which that would still be impressive.

Upon receiving her own compliment, though, Minnah reacted quite differently. She turned her head to the side and shyly averted her gaze to look at the painting for a few moments. Was it really that good? It looked fairly standard to her, but then again, wasn't that what most people thought about their own work? A proper smile had found its way onto her face when she turned her head back, though she knew that Vhun couldn't see it. *Thank you*, she wrote once more, and then, after a moment's hesitation; *That really means a lot.*
Damon
Vhun was as happy as could be, though her face certainly didn't show it. It wasn't any quirk of hers, given that Vhun was thoroughly unaware that she was, in essence, staring deadpan at this other woman. It was simply how her face was constructed. She was passing the deck of communication cards between her lower hands as she stared at Minnah, apparently using this as a means of fidgeting. Perhaps she wasn't as rigid as she'd initially seemed. Those wings of hers were twitching again too, slowly half-spreading and then folding once more. She was trying to stretch them out without seeming like she was about to take off. That sometimes unsettled people.

Her hands shuffled through the cards once more, trying to figure out how she could comment on Minnah's communication style without needing to write. She was low on blank parchment, and she didn't feel like trying to rub away her previously written words. That never worked as well as she wanted it to, typically ending in illegible words or torn paper. She chose a card she'd already used, one missing its top left corner.

*I like that.*

She pointed to the writing, and then after a long moment, to the fox. It was quite the cute little creature, and she didn't want the other woman to think that she was afraid of the thing. She had a feeling the step back she'd taken at first contact hadn't gone unnoticed. Vhun considered herself to be quite perceptive, and something told her that this woman was the same way. Her eyes found Minnah's, tracking them back toward herself. Was she looking at her cloak? Vhun took a small step closer. She did only have the one eye that seemed to work. Maybe being closer would make it easier for her to see?

The cards shuffled again, Vhun's head turning down to watch them.

*Thank you.*

*Yes.*

Two cards missing their top right corner, then a third.

*You are welcome.*

Vhun made a sound in her throat, one that Minnah certainly wouldn't understand. 

"You are funny, I like you."

She knew this wouldn't be understood, but hoped the warmth of her tone would express something to that effect. Her hands traded their items once more, Vhun setting back to writing, or rather, drawing, on her blank slip of parchment. When revealed, Minnah would find a smiley face, like her own staring back at her. This little sketched face, however, sported a pair of antennae. It seemed Vhun was trying to show her feelings in a way Minnah would understand.
Jose
While yes, admittedly, Minnah had been a little unsettled by Vhun's appearance at first, she was growing used to it - and actually, for whatever reason, found that it was getting easier to look at the mothfolk than at most people. She suspected it had something to do with the lack of facial expressions, Vhun didn't look at her with that look of disgust or pity or curiosity or concern that Minnah had grown so used to, and she didn't seem to be staring at the elf's scars either. Well, maybe she did, but Minnah had no way to know that, which was a feeling she didn't dislike. Who knew, perhaps in time, she might learn to understand the other's body language as well.

Another way in which this conversation was unusual; Vhun seemed to be expressing that she liked Minnah's way of communicating, instead of finding it bothersome or annoying. She was tempted to ask if that was really what she thought, if Minnah wasn't interpreting something wrong, but was stopped by the sound of Azeria letting out a cheerful yip, as if the fox could sense what was said about her. Perhaps it was a better idea to focus on that instead of the things she was worried about. After all, Vhun hadn't given her much of a reason to worry, so it probably was silly.

*Her name is Azeria*, she wrote, and added after a moment; *Would you like to pet her?* To try and demonstrate that it was safe to do so, Minnah scratched the fox behind the ears, which the little creature seemed to enjoy, tail wagging almost like a dog. Of course, Minnah felt a little nervous at the thought of someone getting close enough to her to do so, though not as nervous as she usually felt. Frankly, in most situations, she would already have made up an excuse and left.
** **

Minnah resisted the urge to step back and hide her face when Vhun took a step closer. Had she noticed that Minnah was having difficulty examining the details on her cloak? Vhun had been right, Minnah couldn't see out of her left eye at all - which wasn't exactly difficult to see if one spotted her eye, as it was completely white, unlike her right, which was a pretty amber color. Seeing no reason not to, she took the opportunity to examine the patterns. From afar, they looked pretty, and from up close, it was simply beautiful. *I love it*, she wrote, gesturing at it. She didn't know what else to say, it was simple, and it was the truth.

And then, Vhun made some sort of sound. Minnah hesitated, her quill pausing in the air. She had no idea what that meant, but it wasn't unpleasant to hear. Was that the language that the mothfolk spoke? Luckily, Vhun added a smiley face in writing, which conveyed the intention behind the strange sound a little better. Minnah nodded in understanding, and wrote another smiley face of her own, this time adding the pointed ears of a high elf. Behind her scarf, her smile stayed, but she didn't dare show it.
Damon
Vhun politely averted her gaze for a moment, appearing to take a great interest in a nearby tree. Given that she didn't blink, she was all too aware that it seemed like she was impolitely staring. She didn't want that. This woman didn't seem all that judgmental, but she never could be too sure. She was by no means insecure of herself, or even all that insecure in her ability to converse, but she was uncertain here. She needed more cards, she thought. More cards with more phrases. She didn't know what phrases specifically, but she certainly needed more.

She was right in assuming that Vhun liked her way of communicating, or rather she was incredibly impressed. She wished she was capable of such things. It would make everything a lot easier, and make her a lot less reliant on carrying around scraps of parchment. She used quite a lot of parchment, and such things were not all that inexpensive. 

The mothfolk seemed to light up at Minnah's offer, hands shuffling through her cards so fast that two fell to the ground. Quickly, Vhun stooped to pick up *I understand your language* And *What?* Before selecting two other cards to form her response.

*Yes*

This was hastily followed by.

*Thank you.*

She quickly passed these two cards back to her lower hands, freeing her two upper hands to pet the fox. She approached slowly as to not stress either party, antennae twitching excitedly as she slowly extended for the fox to sniff. Once the creature did, the mothfolk would extend both hands to stroke her head. 

"Aren't you just adorable? Yes! Hello."

Of course Vhun's words probably sounded like nothing save for hums and clicks to Minnah, but there was a distinct touch of excitement in her voice as she rubbed the creatures head. Her lower hands did lift up briefly, showing the same card in response to Minnah's final statement.

*Thank you.*

Another happy noise, something that was a giggle, left Vhun as she looked at the smiley face. She was an elf, it seemed. How lovely.
Jose
Minnah tried her very best to keep herself calm as Vhun approached, taking deep and careful breaths to prevent her heart from beating itself out of her chest. Perhaps the mothfolk noticed the way Minnah stiffened up slightly, perhaps not, her wide cloak did hide some of her movements. It was appreciated how carefully Vhun seemed to approach her, even if Minnah couldn't voice that thought in the moment.

Azeria curiously looked at the approaching person, sniffing the air as she flicked an ear once or twice. She held almost perfectly still while Vhun got closer, unsure what was happening. If there was danger, she was more than ready to squirm from Minnah's arms and run, or perhaps bite at the hands coming for her, and if not, well, she hadn't thought that far ahead yet. Luckily, the hands that caressed her head felt kind and warm, and Azeria relaxed quickly enough, blinking slowly in the rhythm of the pets on her head. Yup, this person had gained her approval. If it were up to the fox, she could be like this for a while longer, it was nice to be given attention from two people at once.

As the fox relaxed, Minnah did so too, letting out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, which condensed in the cold air. She couldn't help but smile at the interaction between the two, because it was simply adorable. Actually, she had been doing that a surprising amount today - smiling, that was. It was a nice feeling, it kind of made her hope she could do it more in the future.

Of course, she had no idea what Vhun just said, but she really did like the sound of her language, whatever it was. There was something about it that soothed her, though she couldn't explain why. Yet another thing she would have to ask about some time. Not like she minded, she was quite enjoying being around Vhun, so any excuses to do so more were welcome.
** **

She waved the thanks away with her right hand, left arm still busy holding on to Azeria. *You're doing me a favor by giving her attention*, she wrote, and then after a moment, added another smiley face to try and show that she was attempting to be lighthearted. After all, it wasn't like she could use facial expressions to communicate. Well, technically she could, but she couldn't get herself to do that, not yet at least. Besides, doing so in this weather seemed like a terrible idea. Her few exposed body parts were already feeling cold, so uncovering more just sounded like a stupid idea. Better not, then.
Damon
The tension held in Minnah's body was not lost on Vhun, though the mothfolk truly couldn't tell if her strategy of slow movements and carefully planned distance was doing anything to help calm her. Maybe, Vhun thought, she should just leave. That wasn't an option she was all that excited about, but she supposed it was most likely the best option for this other woman.

These thoughts slowly slipped away as Vhun set about petting the fox in the woman's arms. It was incredibly soft, she thought, certainly softer than her sister's horse, and softer than any cat she'd managed to capture and pet in recent memory. This was a wonderful creature, and for a half-moment Vhun truly considered attempting to inquire where Minnah had acquired such a beast. She pushed that thought away rather quickly. Where would she keep a pet? It didn't matter. She tilted her head to one side, pocketing her set of cards to free up all four of her hands to pet the little thing.

"I hope you are not afraid of my hands. I do believe I have more than you are used to."
 
Vhun continued speaking softly to the beast, hoping that it could at the very least understand her tone. Animals were strange that way, she knew. Her sister's horse seemed to understand their tongue, which Vhun had been told was quite hard to learn. Maybe it was more about tone. Had this creature ever met a mothfolk? It seemed unlikely.

The mothfolk gave another tittering, humming giggle, politely tilting her head down as she read Minnah's statement. How nice of her. It certainly wasn't true, but it was nice of her to say anyway. Her lower hands dipped back into her pocket, retrieving and beginning to sort through her cards once more. Her upper hands continued petting the fox.

*You're welcome.*

The card was presented once more, followed by another laugh from Vhun.