(She draws up her blanket.)
Bright Water
And not you only—
The Chisera
You—?
(She turns away confounded.)
Simwa
Wife—wife—if she finds the gods again, they will surely kill me.
Bright Water
Let them. Though I am your wife, I am the Chief's daughter, and the tribe is still something to me. I will save them if I can. Chisera—