Kaya was in awe. She blinked a few times, still unable to believe what she had heard. "You really mean it can handle water?"
Mama chuckled, clearly enjoying Kaya's astonishment. "Oh, dear, of course! This cloth is made from the skin of the snake tribe, and theirs is the finest among all. Not only that, it's quite rare to find."
Kaya, still stunned, frowned slightly. "What? But… don't snakes shed their skin all the time? Then why is it rare?"
At that, Mama looked at her like one would look at a five-year-old who had just asked why the sky was blue. She sighed softly, patted Kaya's shoulder with a motherly air, and said, "Don't worry, baby. Mama will tell you."
Kaya stared at the hand resting on her shoulder, then at Mama's face, speechless. Still, she waited, because now she truly wanted to know.
