Jacquelyn went into the supply wagon to get some tea for the new guest, but not before gazing at him warily. She poured some into one of the cups hanging around, and went back, offering it to the guest.

"شكرا (shookren)" Sura said with a smile, graciously accepting the cup. "So where was I? Ah yes, the Highfolk."

The man said something completely nonsensical that Jacquelyn couldn't understand. The weather was pretty hot. Was he suffering from heat sickness (stroke)?