<div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#80BFFF; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;">Susannah was sure that she was being watched very carefully by Xpiayoc. Still, her attitude towards her dog had nothing to do with the fact that the interaction was being watched. Susannah really liked dogs, and that one seemed to be a well-behaved specimen. And of course, pleasing a dog was a really good way of pleasing its master. Anyone who had ever had a dog could easily know that. So, it was for the best that Hun Hunahpu had liked her, it made things easier.<br/><br/>When the dog went back to Xpiayoc, Susannah stayed where she was. She didn’t want to do anything wrong and raise Xpiayoc’s suspicions again, after all. <br/><br/>Taking her bottle back when Xpiayoc returned it to her, Susannah nodded when the young woman said she could show her better water. She was pretty sure of that, as bottled water couldn’t really measured up to real fresh water. Waiting patiently for Xpiayoc to make up her mind about where they would go to find water, Susannah jumped to her feet right away when commanded. <br/><br/>As soon as Xpiayoc started walking, Susannah followed her, keeping about two steps behind. This way, she could see where Xpiayoc was going without getting too close and risking tripping on her feet, since the other woman had decided to walk backwards. <br/><br/>When Xpiayoc introduced herself, Susannah bowed her head in a greeting. “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance”, she replied politely. “And yours too”, she completed to the dog in a lighter intonation. The questions were heard patiently and Susannah started speaking as soon as she was sure that Xpiayoc had finished her questioning. “My home is a very large house, made of mortar and brick - materials everyone where I live uses to make sure their homes last a long time. We have only one god, and we refer to him simply as God or the Lord, but there are also saints, who are sort of minor gods. Of these, I feel closer to Saint Patrick, a saint from my own home land. In the north there are many other lands. Most of them are very different from here. They are colder, and the people look different. Some of them look like me, some have black hair but fair skin, or yellow hair, like the color of gold. I have traveled to many countries and seen many different people and places, it would take days to tell of them all. I have gotten here through a special way of transportation from my land, and I have landed on the trees because something went wrong”. <br/><br/>After all these answers, Susannah fell silent. She was pretty sure her answers would only spark more questions, but not answering would have been way worse.</span></div></span></span></div></div></div>