She smiles.

(She shrinks back slightly against Xeyr.)

"Your niece?"

"Don't be scared!" she says to Jewel, suddenly concerned. She leans in and gets quiet, as if confiding a secret. "I'm a pretend dragon."

She tries not to laugh.

"Yes, that's Zada. Zada, these are some people I met while I was working."

Smile. "Hello, Zada."

"Hey, Zada."

She glances at Xeyr and then M and also says hello, still mostly pressed back against Xeyr.

"Hello," she says, very seriously, before addressing Jewel again. "It's OK. Dragons are very scary."

She walks off toward the kitchen. "Do the new people have names?"

Oh. Frick. She forgot to ask their names.

"Yeah, of course. Everyone has a name. Do you want to ask them what their names are?"

She leans out of the kitchen again. "Do you have names?"

Well she supposes if they end up with a way to take official identities and decide to have more locally appropriate ones they can say these were nicknames.

"I'm Xeyr. That's M. This is Jewel. Does your aunt have a name?"

"That's auntie Kairda! But mostly she's just auntie. Cause there aren't any others. You have good names. Nobody else has them, so people won't get you mixed up!" She notes that they're still wearing their outdoor clothes. "You can take off your hats and stuff. Cause this's inside. So you can wear inside clothes."

They mostly divest themselves of outdoor clothes. 

She takes off her hat to shake out about ear-length now-green hair.

She keeps her hat on and digs in one of the bags. "D'you have a restroom here?"

"Over there. You guys can come and sit down, we're almost done. Milk's in the fridge." In addition to Kor's cheese sandwiches, she's gotten out some apples and a bag of carrots. She's working on scrambling eggs. "We don't have a ton of stuff--oh, let me know if you're allergic to anything. Zada, make sure you sit down to eat, so you don't get the food everywhere."

"We are not allergic. Is there anything we can help with?"

She disappears to the restroom and returns with her hair tied up in a grey scarf. (She doesn't know if that matters at all, but she had one, so.)

She notes the offer. "Mmm, I think we're almost done. Just help yourselves, OK?" She focuses on serving Zada and making sure she and Kor both eat something that isn't a cheese sandwich.

She glances at M, when she returns. "You're not from Voa, right?"

It would be helpful if she knew which food was cheapest but she does not. She serves herself and helps Jewel.

She doesn't really have a way of knowing whether this question has anything to do with her scarf, or something else. 

"We are not."

She dishes up the eggs. "I didn't think so. Where were you guys from before?"

She wants to guess Tapa, but no, she's sure she would have recognized it if they were speaking Tapai on the way over. There must be other places that use head wraps. And maybe they won't want to say. But they asked her, so she figures it's a fair question.

She happily eats eggs.

"We tend to travel a lot."