The end comes swiftly after that, not that it's swift enough considering how long and hard they have been laboring. Sweat collects on her brow and in the dip of her clavicle, cooling quickly in the frigid air. It's easy to settle into a rhythm alongside Jigano, picking up on opposite strokes as they work in tandem. There's not much she can do by way of helping lift the poles, but the men seem to have it well enough in hand.
Packing the dirt is something she can do though, and she uses her last burst of energy to ensure it's packed down firmly. When Hotaru rises, she hears Jigano's words of gratitude and turns to look at him, a smile on her face. "You're welcome." She'd say 'any time's but frankly she feels kinda gross. Deimos' mischievous look is returned by a scrunched face and a mouth that twitches into a helpless grin, and she jogs after him as he departs, fully intending on stealing his fireplace and food.
Packing the dirt is something she can do though, and she uses her last burst of energy to ensure it's packed down firmly. When Hotaru rises, she hears Jigano's words of gratitude and turns to look at him, a smile on her face. "You're welcome." She'd say 'any time's but frankly she feels kinda gross. Deimos' mischievous look is returned by a scrunched face and a mouth that twitches into a helpless grin, and she jogs after him as he departs, fully intending on stealing his fireplace and food.