“Two mm?” Ridahne genuinely had to let that idea sink in for a while before she nodded. “Aye, I suppose two would make sense. Though I’m not sure what mark we could use for Seed-Chained that anyone at all would know. I’d say that it’s an Azurei thing to know the marks, but not even they would know it because it’s new. But it could be added to in the future, whatever it is. That’s a very common thing.”

Ridahne gasped and put both hands to her cheeks and looked at her human companion in horror when she suggested a different color. “No!” She breathed, too shocked by the idea to even explain why. There weren’t expressly any laws about it, but everyone knew the ojih were white, black, and blue. The Azurei in general didn’t use tattoo ink of any other colors even for non-ojih tattoos. That was tradition. Ridahne couldn’t even fathom breaking it. “No, I could see maybe an arm tattoo being another color but not the ojih, no no no. Too much tradition there to break that. The colors do have significance but not inherently. Blue does not mean something in general, but for similar looking marks, they are differentiated by color. Like my traitors mark, it’s black ink, and you can’t tattoo over black, so when the deed is done and I am redeemed and forgiven, it will get a white border, and a white dot here on my nose.”

Ridahne absently traced her finger in Tsura’s coat to visualize some ideas she had for a second, shook her head, and dropped her hands to her sides. It would take some time to really come up with a good idea, and she’d have to start drawing them out on a piece of paper or something. 

“Oh, that one one my leg?” She shrugged. “It’s not for anything, not like the ojih or this one,” she tapped the band around her right bicep, “that one was just something the eija did, you know, as a tradition but it’s not required like an ojih mark. The one on my leg is just...” she shrugged. “I believe human women paint their lips. We do ink.” She grinned. “But an ojih mark doesn’t necessarily take too long, maybe a few hours depending on the mark and how much ink it really is. There can be a short recovery process—you know, a few hours—afterwards. See, the body does not like pain. The mind can handle it, but the body has its own ideas. It starts to...not work very well after a while. Mostly stuttering, you’re a little foggy sometimes, and you can get the shakes. But it goes away. Realistically I could do the mark on the road if we stayed somewhere where there was a mirror and lots of light. I’ve got a small one but I want to do it proper. I could just do it and the Sols can deal with it when I come.” She laughed. “I will see how I feel. If I come up with something and feel really driven to do it before we get there, I will. If not, I’ll wait. I could ink you too,” Ridahne joked. She would, but she remembered Darin not being especially excited about getting one, so she didn’t really mean it. 

“I have the feeling I will have a lot more marks by the time I get to Azurei.” Ridahne smiled. “Those two, and the one that signifies marriage.”