Damita nodded an affirmation, smiling first at Tala and then Toho as she waited for Tala to do so. She watched as Tala turned her gaze to Toho, as if asking permission. They seemed more like siblings than cousins really, and Damita had to wonder if Toho indeed had any true siblings or if he was an only child. Damita had always known what it was like to grow up in a large family – She couldn’t fathom not having siblings to lean on.<br/><br/>Damita’s hand curled around Toho’s, her soft smile beamed up at him before she again sought to watch Tala. The fabric slid easily over the native girl’s form, Damita’s smile turning to a grin as Tala turned to show it off. “You look like a queen Tala,” Damita assured her, looking up to Toho as if to seek his opinion as well – Tala would mature into it within a year or so, seeing as though she still had yet to fill out completely.<br/>