C347 Fallen Meteorite

"Is it convenient to talk inside?" Shirann asked kindly.

"Mom." A little girl ran over, hugging Siyin's leg, her big, curious eyes studying Shirann.

Shirann looked at the girl, who was practically a miniature version of Siyin, and smiled warmly.

Siyin glanced at the girl, then at Shirann, her eyes still wary, but she stepped aside. "Come on in."

Inside Siyin's home