“When we return, I will make you a wedding feast.” A brilliant smile lights up her face and my heart stutters in my chest. “You will?” she asks, her fingers squeezing mine tight. “Really?” “Really,” I agree. “And it will be a feast only for you, not for you and D’see both. I do not want to bring bad luck upon you.”
It shows that he has been paying attention to the things that she says even though he doesn’t understand everything. He remembered her suspicions about brothers getting married in the same year. He respects her traditions and even the odd superstitions.
