"No." she giggled. "To be honest, Deimos scares the hell out of me on most days. I don't know what to make of him. And he's really hard to read. I think I annoy him, but he doesn't really tell me anything, so all I get is this very.. concerned stare all of the time. Like I had committed a crime. It's kind of uncomfortable- really." she sighed a bit. "No, I'm referring to Sascha. He's actually a really cool guy! He makes some really neat stuff, like bowls and art and things."
"That'd.. actually be really useful. Maybe I'll tag along. I accidentally plucked some ivy or something a week ago that.. uh, probably wouldn't have happened if I educated myself a bit first." she commented, as she looked around the room. Her eyes surveyed the walls where the damage had scarred, looking over the repairs like a healing wound. "What happened here?" she asked.
Libbs looked up to him, seeing where he was standing. Yeah, that'd work. You could get a decent vantage point from all points here- and she could still hear him from where she was standing. Perhaps get him a nice little board for him to use as a reference. There we go. "Do ya have a chalkboard Jiggs?" she asked. She then started to lean down towards the ground, reaching into her pockets to pull a bit of chalk that she had been using to mark on items- only now, it was the ground to help plan where furniture would go.
"That'd.. actually be really useful. Maybe I'll tag along. I accidentally plucked some ivy or something a week ago that.. uh, probably wouldn't have happened if I educated myself a bit first." she commented, as she looked around the room. Her eyes surveyed the walls where the damage had scarred, looking over the repairs like a healing wound. "What happened here?" she asked.
Libbs looked up to him, seeing where he was standing. Yeah, that'd work. You could get a decent vantage point from all points here- and she could still hear him from where she was standing. Perhaps get him a nice little board for him to use as a reference. There we go. "Do ya have a chalkboard Jiggs?" she asked. She then started to lean down towards the ground, reaching into her pockets to pull a bit of chalk that she had been using to mark on items- only now, it was the ground to help plan where furniture would go.
