I looked around the tent at the seven pairs of eyes that looked back at me, six pairs in mistrust and one impassive.
"Tell us what you started to tell me yesterday," Hasef said, setting a mood of impartiality like the leader he is.
There was an ottoman right in front of the circle of men, and Amina led me over, indicated for me to sit on it, then pulled away, keeping her presence minimal.
I took a deep breath before starting.
"My name is Mia Christian, and I'm a foreigner to this place"
"That is clear to see, outsider," one of the elders said, wearing a distinct grey headscarf, while all the others wore cream or tan scarves.
"Let her speak without interrupting Elder Lakhib," Hasef said.
"Hmph" was Elder Lakhib's only response.
I looked between them a few times before continuing.
"I am not from Aagrid…"
"What! That's preposterous!"
"How can such a thing be possible"
"This foreigner has sold you lies, Chief!"
"Ridiculous!"
