ACT III
The Indian Camp.
Kan sat in the shade of a tree opposite of Moctezuma. Due to the close proximity of each other's peoples they often came into contact with each other.
"What is your opinion on the Spanish?" asked Kan.
"They are gods." Replied Moctezuma.
"They are men just as we are." Stated Kan. "They are born, they live, they die. They have vices and virtues just as we do."
"But they travel on mountains, ride huge dead without antlers and use weapons that roar thunder!" exclaimed Moctezuma.
"The Navajo had never seen volcanoes before." Countered Kan. "When they had seen one they thought a mountain was spewing blood!"
"What is your point exactly?" asked Moctezuma.
"To not judge something fantastical just because you don't understand it at first!" Kan looked up to the sky. "Besides, I've been negotiating with Hernan. Peace between my people and his if I marry his sister."
"What was your answer?" asked Moctezuma.
"I said I wanted to meet her first." Replied Kan.
"Very wise." Commented Moctezuma. "Better make sure se is worth it."