"Oh." Ha'aheo wiped his mouth again. Now, the blood was gone! "Good?" Again, he looked for her approval much like a child though more like a dog.
"Your face is clean now, " the little girl reassured him.
Ha'aheo nodded and still held the wet and bloody cloth, not quite sure what to do with it now.
He didn't say much when Akala stood up for him. He wasn't quite sure what all of this was about and it didn't occur to him that anyone would advocate for him being trustworthy. He only understood that there was some conflict between Akala and Iolani. He didn't need to understand their words to be able to read the tension between them. Then there was the look Iolani gave Akala when the younger woman was speaking. Whatever Akala was saying to her, Iolani clearly didn't agree.
"I mean no disrespect to you, but I think it's a mistake to let him be here," Iolani told Akala stubbornly, " he is an animal with instincts. No different from the rest of his kind and he will not be able to overcome them. Mark my words, Akala, your 'friend' will bring nothing but trouble for us and especially for you. If you had any sense at all, you'd encourage him to leave before that happens." Having spoken her piece, the old woman shuffled off in a huff.
Manaka shook her head , " Don't let what she says bother you too much, dears. Iolani was born with a stubborn-streak. It takes her a little more time than some others to welcome new things."
Ha'aheo watched Iolani storm off. Yep. That woman did not like him at all!
Now the boy did arrive, running over to Ha'aheo and holding up some clothing. He was grinning from ear-to-ear, proud of his accomplished task, " Look what I brought! " He demanded Ha'aheo's attention excitedly.
Ha'aheo tilted his head, "What that?"
The boy giggled. The man couldn't be serious, but he was funny!