(He spreads them out before the Chisera, who is seated by the hut, feathering a prayer-stick.)
Padahoon
(Dropping the doeskins negligently.) Oh, the man can make an arrow.
The Chisera
But not lead a war party?
Padahoon
A war leader, Chisera, should be neither old and timid, nor young and overbold, but of middle years and discretion; not so hot in his heart that his head cannot reason with it, nor so reasonable that it cools his heart.
(As he stands again, his hands are folded inside his arms; he is not so sure of his errand.)
The Chisera
Like ... Padahoon.