( a smile. it isn't friendly, but it's not hostile or antagonizing either. proud, perhaps. deceptive. she always took pride in being named after the 'snake creep' that held such power, until she was cut down. but all must go the way of the underworld.

she wipes a few stray drops off the edge of the amphora and rubs it into the skin of her fingertips, showing her hand. that, at least, is a friendly gesture. she inclines her head. )

It will smoothen and soften your skin. It will flavour your food. It is a valuable gift from this land.

( her smile gains that recognizable sharpness once more, as if she is a little bit amused. without mockery, only ironic distance. to the girl in front of her. to the situation as it looks to her, a commentary from the gods. )

And since you are a valuable gift to this land, we trade equally.