Fill grabbed Tania's arm and pleaded, "Come on, please say a few words for us, you are the closest to him. It is easier to strike up a conversation if someone introduces us; we are too embarrassed. I will make you a bone necklace later, the most exquisitely crafted kind, alright?"
Fill was slightly shorter than Tania, with a petite and frail figure that made him look like a sickly Omegina who could be blown away by a gust of wind. However, his large, round eyes were brimming with vitality and nimbleness, showing that he was a very resilient person.
"Then it is settled. I will only help you guys strike up a conversation; I do not care about the rest." Tania instantly became energized, his eyes lighting up. He had been craving Fill's handmade bone necklace for a long time; within the tribe, Fill was the only one whose skillful hands could make the most beautiful ones.
