He seemed a little twitchy- which she thought after the fact it might be a bad idea to let him stuff his face with sugar. But he wasn't her kid so she didn't really care too much. And if he didn't want to focus on himself, she would easily let the conversation go to herself.

"It's one of a kind." So she liked to say. While there were no others in her tribe before or after that had it, it was likely one of the elder generations might have. "It comes from the heart of the desert." Much like herself, clearly.