OIA'I'O
"No. Though.." You look up, suddenly interested. "Do you know the precise measurement of your head?" Your voice is not expressive at the best of times, though a small warble of hope seems to make your words a shade more buoyant. If she does you can be sure that the remainder of your estimations will be all the more accurate.
"Oia'i'o." You reply, the vowels flowing off of your tongue like water and giving your name a uniquely natural feeling. It isn't one that many people can say easily, the strange bowing of the syllables often thought of as too strange.
"Oia'i'o." You reply, the vowels flowing off of your tongue like water and giving your name a uniquely natural feeling. It isn't one that many people can say easily, the strange bowing of the syllables often thought of as too strange.
