Akala simply stared at the other woman, her eyes filled with a sadness that seemed to touch her very soul. She was not accustomed to feeling sad about many things...but not being able to speak to one's ancestors seemed, well, like losing a part of herself. "I am so, so sorry," she began, then, but was unsure how to continue.
Fortunately, she didn't have to. A familiar voice interrupted them, then, and Akala half-turned, sad expression lightening one to immediate recognition and joy. "Hello, Ha'aheo!" she called with a cheerful wave, no different than her usual one.