He didn't look at her, at least, not when Miria could have seen it. Though while she waited, their Lord spoke a few private words into her sister's ear. The expression on her face changed rapidly to one of surprise. Zjasha eyed her sister as she heard what their Lord had to say. Something about her look, almost looking her up and down, as if Miria had changed completely.<br/><br/>She simply gave an understanding nod when he finished, quickly catching up to her younger sister. Looking at her as if about to say something, but finally deciding not to. It would have to wait a while, until they were home alone. The two of them shared a small house with the common room, study and bedroom all in one. There was no such thing as a private kitchen, most food was prepared by other Kimari specially trained for it. It was was a tight society, where money wasn't used for the basic necessities.<br/><br/>Water, food, clothing, unless very expensive was all provided for. And as the two sisters walked back in silence, they came past campfires at the small squares between the houses. Food and drinks could be enjoyed there in the company of those that lived nearby, or were simply in the neighbourhood. It wouldn't be a bad idea to eat something, perhaps it would lift her spirits. Though Zjasha seemed quiet, even more so than usual. As if she knew something she rather wouldn't know. As if she had a task, she would rather not perform.