Already, Toho found himself wishing he could leave his father's presence and return to Damita. Besides the fact that he irrationally missed her terribly already, his father had remained silent for the last 5 or so minutes, doing nothing but poking a stick into the cold ashes of last night's fire. The old man hadn't even looked at his son for a while.<br/><br/>Toho doubted the chief would be terribly upset; regardless of how things had transpired, he'd told Otaohnacto that Damita had accepted him, flaws and all. Which was not to say things had gone to Toho's liking so far either, but the important thing was that it did in fact seem that Damita was willing to do her best to accept him.<br/><br/>Finally, the old man spoke again. "We must make her feel part of the Jaega tribe," he said. "If your consort is willing to live with you, knowing your gifts and weakness, then we must make her feel welcome. She is one of us now."<br/><br/>The younger man nodded. He hadn't really spoken to her about truly becoming part of the tribe, and wasn't quite sure how she felt about the idea. She'd verbally disowned her father, but he could tell she was still suffering from what her father's dealings had done to her. And honestly, Toho didn't even know if she had other relatives..maybe even a man she cared for.<br/><br/>He nodded to his father, hoping Damita would not be insulted or angered by being asked to be a full member of the tribe. Outside of Chief Otaohnacto, she hadn't even really met any of the others. Not counting the impish Tala, assuming she'd been at least as kind as to bring her some breakfast as he'd asked.<br/><br/>Tala had heard the European girl rustling around in bed, but didn't bother to look back until she heard her call out. Tala stiffened, turning to look over her shoulder. Toho's consort had covered herself shyly. Somewhat amusing to her, considering that her own cousin had shown no qualms about showing Tala his nudity.<br/><br/>"Good morning," she said, her English not quite as good as Toho's or the chief's. She wore a dress much like the one Damita had borrowed a day earlier, only Tala's form wasn't nearly as curvy. She leaned over, gesturing towards a basket of oranges and grapes. "Toho asked that you be given breakfast." The younger girl still wore the faintest traces of a smirk.<br/>