Edie was no stranger to being pushed around. No, absolutely not. She'd been pushed around her whole life. Told what to think, who to like, who to marry. She'd done it for so long, and in leaving England, she'd escaped it all. Escaped the feelings of being trapped, escaped anyone who would tell her how to be and how to live. There was something freeing about it all, something that she loved in Kato that he encouraged her to fight back. So that Lana had dared to tell her to assimilate, to be exactly like their culture, it was infuriating. Perhaps the girl should have been nicer, worked harder to make his family like her, but she felt no like for being a pushover. She knew by Kato's speaking that her rank would have no matter within the herd, and Lana voiced exactly that. "I don't expect it to matter to you or your people, Lana." She spoke calmly, shifting on her feet as she adjusted the arms that were folded across her chest. "But it matters very deeply to me. My pack is extremely important to me, and my rank within it important as well. Kato knows this about me. Kato knows I'm not going to let anyone or anything tell me how to be. That includes you."

Kato loved her. He'd told her as such more than once, had shown her in a myriad of ways. She was not going to be influenced her told to change. He'd told her to push, to push back. And that was what she was doing, wasn't it? Even if she was giving Lana a notion that they wouldn't be staying. She didn't care, no. She just wanted this woman to get off her case. "I think that you'll find you don't know your son very well if you assume he'd be happy if I changed. He's the one that told me to push back. He is in love with me, you know." She called after the woman, letting out a huff as she moved to sit on the edge of the bed, clearly frustrated with the encounter she'd had with the elder woman. How dare she, how dare she try to imply... to compare her to...

She looked up at the entrance of Kato into the hut, sure it was Lana back to tell her more things that she was doing wrong. That it was Kato caused a small smile to appear on her tense features. "You told me to push back," was all she afforded him with, her interest far more in the stone dish he held. The smell of food caused her stomach to rumble, hoping desperately for some bacon or sausage or some kind of meat, only to be handed the same bread from last night and cornmeal. "Thank you," She replied, her voice trying to be genuine but surely contained her disappointment. She was hungry, so she would eat this, but it hardly seemed to satisfy her carnivorous appetite. At his questioning, she looked up, giving him a small shake of her head. "I'm not Sophia, Kato. I'm Edie. That's all I'm going to be able to be." It was perhaps the only thing she was willing to discuss on the matter, her attention turning to the food in a clear indication that she was done talking about it.

She didn't protest as he led her out of the hut, down to the square where Maeve and four of her friends waited for them. She greeted them all with a wave of her hand and a small nod. "Good morning," She replied to Maeve, not even attempting to butcher the words she'd been offered. "Do your friends speak English, or shall you have to translate for me?" It was an innocent question, one she needed to know if she would be able to converse with the ladies she travelled with. She had no intention of ignoring them. Gone was the demure woman from the night before, the girl replaced with the spunky girl that she so often was. She allowed the woman to lace her arm with hers, turning to wave at Kato as they started on their way.

She couldn't deny the smile that brightened on her features as her boyfriend ran forward, tugging her back into his arms. "Miss me already?" She commented, allowing him to tip her head up and earnestly, she kissed him back. "I love you, Kato." She replied in a soft voice, one meant for him alone. "I'll see you this afternoon, babe." It was a small moment between the couple before she was pulled back to Maeve, who was frantically waving her brother off. She gave a wave to her boyfriend before her attention was entirely on the girl at her side. "He worries too much, I think." She commented lightly, a big smile on her features at the attention she received from Kato. It was a little thing, really, but one that meant so much to her.

Even though she'd protested going to the market, even feared it, Edie couldn't deny that she was happy she'd gone. The walk was long, definitely tiring, but the fatigue she felt from the sun was immediately snuffed out by her curiosity at the market. "Oh," She'd whispered under her breath when they'd arrived, glad that Maeve seemed willing to show her every little thing. It wasn't as she'd expected. No, it was quite like shopping, and every girl liked shopping it seemed. The girls seemed to busy themselves within the market, Edie herself relying on Maeve to translate for her as she tried to converse with the locals who ran the market.

By the time they'd left and arrived back at the herd, Edie was bubbling with excitement. Kato would be thrilled at how much fun she'd had, and she could hardly wait to tell him. She'd ran ahead as soon as they'd gotten to the square, happy to see him amongst his family, even if it was with his mother. It seemed that even with the cultural differences, no woman liked their son's girlfriend. She hardly cared, however, the girl running to fling herself into his arms, her own arms wrapping around his neck and a kiss being planted against his lips. "I had so much fun," She said animatedly, letting herself step back enough so she could look at him, though she didn't take her hands off of him. "There was so much to do and see, and everything was so bright and colorful... Maeve did so well at making sure I could talk to everyone. Her English is amazing, you know." She happily looked up at the man, grinning from ear to ear. "What do you think of my outfit?" She asked finally, motioning down to the colorful traditional gown she wore. "Do I look okay?"