<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 nodded when Xpiayoc said that life was a special moment. She did have a point there, there was no way to deny that. “I have to concede that you are right”, the Irish girl replied. “Let us say, then, that these clothes were the most practical for traveling”, she corrected herself. It was very interesting to talk to Xpiayoc, and Susannah had to admit she was learning a new perspective in life. <br/><br/>Keeping silent while she thought about what the young Mayan girl had said, Susannah paid attention to where she was going, keeping an eye out for anything on her path. Another part of her attention was kept on both Xpiayoc and Hun Hunahpu, to whom she gave an eventual petting or ear scratching when the dog came close enough. <br/><br/>While Xpiayoc also kept silent, Susannah was simply enjoying the walk and the warmth. It was a little too hot for her liking, but Susannah felt that she could get used to the weather there in time. Of course, she wouldn’t stay around for long enough to get used. But it wouldn’t do to keep thinking about it right now. <br/><br/>When Xpiayoc spoke again, Susannah turned her attention to the other girl’s words. She listened to the question and shook her head on a negative. “Sadly, no”, Susannah replied quietly. “You happened to be the first person I have met during my travels here”, she completed, really hoping she wouldn’t have to spin another tale about her traveling process.<br/><br/>With a sigh, Susannah kept on walking. She felt a little down right now, for having to lie to Xpiayoc. It was clear that the other girl had a lot to ask, and she would love to be able to - or more properly be <span style="font-style: italic">allowed</span> to - answer all of her questions. For now, though, she preferred to keep her eyes on her path and wait for some other question she could answer honestly.<br/><br/>Feeling that itch she usually felt when something wasn’t right, Susannah fell even more silent, keeping her breathing shallow as to make as little noise as possible. In an almost involuntary move, the Irish girl held out a hand to hold Xpiayoc’s arm. “Please”, she murmured, not sure why on earth she had done that. It was just a strong feeling that it was important for the other young woman to stop walking for a moment.<br/><br/>Susannah was about to apologize and let go of Xpiayoc’s arm, ashamed of her irrational action, when, right where Xpiayoc would have stepped had she not stopped the other girl’s progress, a large boa started slithering past, not seeming even a little bit bothered by the two women. Letting out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding, Susannah finally let go of Xpiayoc’s arm. “I apologize”, she murmured, timidly. “I felt that I should, for some reason”.</span></div></span></span></div></div></div>