Nani didn't seem to quite understand all of what he said, but she smiled anyway and pulled him into the center of the village, where such things should happen.
A small crowd was gathering around them, curious looks abounding while a few children gradually grew brave enough to come out from behind their parents' legs and shuffle closer, then became suddenly shy again.
"Nani." A woman who could have been an older version of Nani herself, with scarlet streaks through her dark hair and vibrant red and gold wings, came forward and murmured in Yoreiqi, "Who is this? A new trader?"
Nani beamed, shaking her head. "Where is Miana? I need to talk to her, she needs to meet him."
At the mention of the shaman's name, the crowd shifted and looked to each other, the soft murmurs growing in volume.