I saw from Hope’s ‘movie’ about a flying human child that a ‘kiss’ is one of those small nuts that fall from those verdant trees so different from the ash trees back in Sombra. Humans are odd creatures. They must be to find pleasure in such a small nut—or why else would Susanna demand them from her male—but if Duke Haures pleases his mate by giving her a ‘kiss’, I will give my beloved Hope hundreds. I spend hours gathering ‘kisses’ for Hope every evening,