George
George returned last, seemingly unbothered by the slow but steady pace he had set for himself. He had taken the longest, perhaps, but he'd completed his task, and he ambled back into their little camp to set his bags of rocks aside. He may have been the slowest, but he felt that he'd been the most organized, what with separating the rocks and all. Surely that would pay off in one way or another.
"I'll work on the barrels," he volunteered, then set to work removing the bottoms of two barrels as instructed by Hadama, checking every now and then to ensure he was following the blueprints. Once the bottoms were removed, George layered the sieves over the holes and stacked them up, hoping that the framework would be solid and sturdy.
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George works on the framework for the filters!
"I'll work on the barrels," he volunteered, then set to work removing the bottoms of two barrels as instructed by Hadama, checking every now and then to ensure he was following the blueprints. Once the bottoms were removed, George layered the sieves over the holes and stacked them up, hoping that the framework would be solid and sturdy.
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George works on the framework for the filters!
