"Food is boring," Trinket said. "But cafes are interesting. There's always lots of interesting people to play with. I hardly ever get to play with merfolk."
If the cafe would bring more playmates for her, then she would enjoy helping out.
Trinket looked around at all of the work, holding her doll against her chest. For a long while, she simply stood there, her dark glassy eyes watching the workers. People moved around her almost as if avoiding her. Trinket stood perfectly still, though the doll's head swiveled this way and that, staring at the people through the dried bloodstain that covered its eye.
Finally, Trinket decided on a task. Digging was boring. But near the pool, lots of people were hauling rocks and wood. There was a large pile of rocks next to the pool. People were lowering them into the pool one at a time.
Boring.
Trinket looked at the rocks near the bottom of the pile. She commanded them: roll. The rocks started rolling into the pool, starting a rockslide within moments. Workers yelped and jumped to the side as dozens of rocks tumbled down the slope. Several workers fell over, grunting in pain as they were pelted with rocks.
Trinket looked at her work and gave a tiny nod. She had helped. Now all the rocks were where they needed to be. That was better than one at a time.
"You're welcome," she told the workers. They scowled at her for some reason.
---
Trinket helps move the pile of rocks down to the pool so the workers can shore up the sides.
If the cafe would bring more playmates for her, then she would enjoy helping out.
Trinket looked around at all of the work, holding her doll against her chest. For a long while, she simply stood there, her dark glassy eyes watching the workers. People moved around her almost as if avoiding her. Trinket stood perfectly still, though the doll's head swiveled this way and that, staring at the people through the dried bloodstain that covered its eye.
Finally, Trinket decided on a task. Digging was boring. But near the pool, lots of people were hauling rocks and wood. There was a large pile of rocks next to the pool. People were lowering them into the pool one at a time.
Boring.
Trinket looked at the rocks near the bottom of the pile. She commanded them: roll. The rocks started rolling into the pool, starting a rockslide within moments. Workers yelped and jumped to the side as dozens of rocks tumbled down the slope. Several workers fell over, grunting in pain as they were pelted with rocks.
Trinket looked at her work and gave a tiny nod. She had helped. Now all the rocks were where they needed to be. That was better than one at a time.
"You're welcome," she told the workers. They scowled at her for some reason.
---
Trinket helps move the pile of rocks down to the pool so the workers can shore up the sides.
