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Dawali saw the rock as it fell to the ground, but the very same eyes could read the female, and they knew it was not merely surprise that had caused her to drop it. She was not usually like this, so reserved and quiet; it made him think of Auréle, except for how she would not speak with such a frail voice. While her sister was sometimes cold to him, Tayui was not, not even now, in her quietness. Russet ears reacted automatically and one put itself backwards, displaying his feelings quite easily. He was both puzzled and slightly worried from her atypical behavior, and he glanced after her son, as if he could have given him any indications. But he was out of sight, probably inside, and would offer no clues. He stopped at a comfortable distance from her, not wanting to intrude on anyone at all, and tried to soften the depth of his voice when he spoke, as if she had created a situation in which one must be careful not to make a big noise. Something might just break. "Is there something wrong, Tayui?"