He waved his hand. "It is not what I meant. Advice should be personal. When I was young a man -" Had he been young or had it been a life ago? "- once told me that one should listen before one speaks for you do not know a man before you observe their actions and listen to their words." A heavy sigh erupted once more as the pictures dragged him back to the situations. The smells. The fire crackling in the background. But the dead woman was of white blood, the one who shouted the loudest was often considered wisest in the lands of the white people.