Damita tilted her head, the tail of her braid tickling against her back as she watched Tala. Yes, it wouldn’t be hard to imagine Tala amongst a dance, her hair done up in a fancy up-do, and jewels around her neck. Damita wished she could whisk the girl away into that world, to show her just what it was like; then again, with every up there was a down – Foreigners such as her fellow Spanishmen could be crude and even vindictive at times.<br/><br/>Damita giggled, hugging Tala back before giving the girl a kiss on the cheek in turn. “You are very welcome Tala.” Damita let go of her, her hand remaining in Toho’s as Tala showed off the dress to Toho before speaking. Damita gave a small wave as Tala left the tent, cinnamon gaze turning to Toho, searching his face. “I do believe I’ve made a friend.” Damita grinned at Toho, giving his hand a squeeze.”<br/>