The kind expression returned to Ahmaht's face. "See,<span style="font-style: italic">meryt</span>, there was nothing to be sad about. He apologized." the foreigner said, reaching over and putting an arm around the blond girl's shoulders, pulling her into a sort of halfhearted, one-armed hug. "You are not<span style="font-style: italic">sokiwi</span>, as I thought. Thank you for apologizing. I shall not stop you should you leave now." he said politely. He let go of the girl, and stuck his hand into his pocket.