Niraya gave him a slightly confused smile in return, not sure what the wink was supposed to mean. He'd been talking to Sialfi, hadn't he? Was he implying that she herself would claim Sialfi? That thought nearly made her laugh. He seemed nice enough, but there were other women in the tribe who were far more interested in him than she'd ever be. And better liked too.
She had far too many questions remaining to think about things like that anyway. It occurred to her that there was one other time the 'spirit' talked to her; a time she had more control over than sleep and dreams. When she called on it, there'd been a time when they'd spoken in a strange place wrapped in thick fog. Not for LONG, but maybe long enough to get some answers.
...but with Sialfi awake, and clearly very nervous about magic, perhaps this wasn't the best time. It was maddening though, having the means to get what she wanted, but having to wait and wait and wait!
"Sheng," Niraya said, trying to take her mind off things. "What do you know about orcs in the area? Have you seen their camp? Do they roam around, or have they made one of their villages?"