Alea
would you like to play a game?
"A cookout?" Alea tilts her head, something very birdlike in the motion. "I can't cook. Cooking is for adults." Then she smiles. "But you two could cook! I haven't had cooked food in a long time!"
That's a plan, as far as Alea's concerned. As for moving the buckets back to the treehouse ... She hesitates, part of her unwilling to approach more people. "I've never been there. I don't know where it is."
But the desire to finish this task for Ludo outweighs that anxiety, and she picks up the third bucket, or tries to -- she might have some wiry muscle to her, but the bucket's heavy. She staggers, almost spills the bucket, and puts it down with a deep frown.
That's a plan, as far as Alea's concerned. As for moving the buckets back to the treehouse ... She hesitates, part of her unwilling to approach more people. "I've never been there. I don't know where it is."
But the desire to finish this task for Ludo outweighs that anxiety, and she picks up the third bucket, or tries to -- she might have some wiry muscle to her, but the bucket's heavy. She staggers, almost spills the bucket, and puts it down with a deep frown.
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