<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 relaxed a bit when Xpiayoc started walking normally by her side. That seemed to be a good sign, a sign that the other young woman no longer saw her as a threat. That really put her mind at ease, for many reasons. First of all, because she wouldn’t want Xpiayoc to fear her. Second, because she didn’t want to have to get physical to defend herself. Yes, she had told a <span style="font-style: italic">little white lie</span> and failed to mention the fact that she had a weapon in her person, but she really had no plans of using it, so it was all good - hopefully.<br/><br/>After saying she only had one god, Susannah wondered for a moment. She could imagine that having only one god should sound as odd and foreign for someone like Xpiayoc as having several sounded to her. She imagined that the rites of her religion as a Catholic would also sound pretty strange, and toyed with the idea of sharing them once they had more time to talk. <br/><br/>When Xpiayoc got distracted, so did Susannah. While she didn’t share the Mayan views, she had always been a follower of the ‘in Rome like the Romans’ principle. So, she walked as carefully as Xpiayoc did, not wanting to cause any trouble. It had been a principle that had always served her well, and she was not about to abandon it now. Everything that could have gone wrong in this particular trip already had, after all.<br/><br/>Xpiayoc’s question about why she was dressed so boringly made Susannah smile. It was almost exactly like speaking to a child. Looking at her own clothes, Susannah agreed that they could be constructed as boring. She had no ornaments or bright colors, which would probably make her much more attractive in the eyes of someone of Xpiayoc’s culture. “I usually travel dressed in plain clothes”, she explained gently. “I often reserve better clothing for special moments”.<br/><br/>The question about her ability to fly nearly made Susannah laugh. The only reason why she did not was out of respect. Shaking her head after she felt able to speak without laughing, Susannah finally replied. “No, I can not fly”, she answered truthfully. The idea of telling Xpiayoc about airplanes played with her mind for a moment, but Susannah eventually decided against it. “Are there any more questions you would want answered?”, she asked politely, without the slightest hint of impatience. This conversation was actually immensely interesting to her, and Susannah would have liked to prolong it as much as possible.</span></div></span></span></div></div></div>