DL: (hums a tune)
Loken: Hay DL
She sees loken land in front of her
DL: Ah, Loken. Need anything?
Loken: Is a woman named washuw her. I want to ask her something
DL: Oh, one moment. (leaves the room for a bit)
Loken:*Sits on a cheir and waits*
What do you think?