Rory, despite being used to hard work, was sore and aching the following morning. It took him longer than usual to get out of bed and into clothes, but once fed and slightly warmed up he began to feel better. A walk into town helped get the circulation going, and once in the basement he almost felt okay. He stretched a couple of times, watching their fledgling tunnel with contemplation.
"We could try that, at least," he said in response to Remi's suggestion, eyes flickering to Deimos. The tunnel might be a joint effort and intended to be used by their rebellion, but Deimos was the project leader and, ultimately, it felt like his call. He was, after all, the tunnel expert.
Seeing Remi enter the tunnel to sweep it out with his magic again Rory returned to the replenished stock of lumber. "You've been busy," he commented dryly to the working Deimos, before resuming yesterday's task of cutting the wood into the correct shape and length for the support beams.
"We could try that, at least," he said in response to Remi's suggestion, eyes flickering to Deimos. The tunnel might be a joint effort and intended to be used by their rebellion, but Deimos was the project leader and, ultimately, it felt like his call. He was, after all, the tunnel expert.
Seeing Remi enter the tunnel to sweep it out with his magic again Rory returned to the replenished stock of lumber. "You've been busy," he commented dryly to the working Deimos, before resuming yesterday's task of cutting the wood into the correct shape and length for the support beams.
