Hotaru
I know they'll be coming to find me soon
But I fear I'm getting used to being held by you
By time she shifts back to human form, Hotaru is sore and spent, even demigod stamina wavering in the face of multiple days of hard labor and then a mad-dash of maximum effort in the face of the storm. She barely manages to squeeze the shoulders of her peers in silent appreciation before shuffling off to fall into her tent like a dead body into a grave. But I fear I'm getting used to being held by you
Morning brings new life in many ways. Hotaru stands just as awed by the overnight bloom before them, unashamed to stand enchanted for a long moment where work and plans have no urgency or bearing. Alas, it can only last so long, for there is work to be done.
Quite tired of digging after the last few days, Hotaru takes up the collected water to assist with wetting and compacting the sand around the struts. Given her greater physical strength she can stand alongside the Abandoned who have control over water and join her to do the same.
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Ru helps out with #3!
I used to sing about being free
Oh, baby, look what you've done to me
Oh, baby, look what you've done to me
