"I find I'm right pretty frequently, but don't let it go to my head alright?" She says with a grin and a coy wink, taking the momentary break as they parlay to twist her hair up and coil it into a bun, keeping it away from her neck as they grow exponentially sweatier over time. Which, ew. Oh how she misses the indoor plumbing of the other realms she'd found herself in. A hot shower without heating up water and lugging it to a basin? Godly. And Hotaru had met actual gods. They had nothing on that particular human invention.
The work is swift enough with the both of them working on the task, but it ends abruptly enough as she calls out cautiously to her companion. He comes slowly, and she holds still for him, face unafraid and eyes clear but cautious. The soft singing relaxes her further, and though Jigano is essentially a stranger to her, she finds herself trusting him enough to take care of the serpent on her skin. If only because he seemed the overly helpful type.
As the snake departs from the warmth of her skin she turns and smiles at it once it is deemed harmless. "A shame, you could have saved me like a valiant prince and we would have had a far better story than those bumbling boys out there." She suspects they're having a difficult time, if only because neither seems particularly adept with words. And if the two strongest individuals still weren't done and Hotaru and Jigano were, they likely had run into some tangle or another. "She's quite beautiful though. Thank you." Though she would have happily let the snake coil up inside her shirt, it at least made it easier to move around without fear of squishing the little passenger.
"We need to pack down the snow wherever we're dragging it," she starts, a lifetime of living in the frigid mountains supplying plenty of knowledge on the subject. "Otherwise we'll waste energy dragging it through, instead of it sliding smoothly. Which means we either need rope or chain to pull it onto the sled or all available hands to help push it." The woman was unsure if any chains had been brought, and unless Jigano was hiding something other than a snake up his sleeve, they'd need the extra manpower. "And a little ramp of packed snow, perhaps with a smaller log beneath for weight stabilization, so that we can get it up onto the sled easier." Hotaru skirts the front of the felled tree as she speaks, packing the snow down idly with her feet as she contemplates the best course of action. Then she turns and looks to Jigano, ready for his input as well.
The work is swift enough with the both of them working on the task, but it ends abruptly enough as she calls out cautiously to her companion. He comes slowly, and she holds still for him, face unafraid and eyes clear but cautious. The soft singing relaxes her further, and though Jigano is essentially a stranger to her, she finds herself trusting him enough to take care of the serpent on her skin. If only because he seemed the overly helpful type.
As the snake departs from the warmth of her skin she turns and smiles at it once it is deemed harmless. "A shame, you could have saved me like a valiant prince and we would have had a far better story than those bumbling boys out there." She suspects they're having a difficult time, if only because neither seems particularly adept with words. And if the two strongest individuals still weren't done and Hotaru and Jigano were, they likely had run into some tangle or another. "She's quite beautiful though. Thank you." Though she would have happily let the snake coil up inside her shirt, it at least made it easier to move around without fear of squishing the little passenger.
"We need to pack down the snow wherever we're dragging it," she starts, a lifetime of living in the frigid mountains supplying plenty of knowledge on the subject. "Otherwise we'll waste energy dragging it through, instead of it sliding smoothly. Which means we either need rope or chain to pull it onto the sled or all available hands to help push it." The woman was unsure if any chains had been brought, and unless Jigano was hiding something other than a snake up his sleeve, they'd need the extra manpower. "And a little ramp of packed snow, perhaps with a smaller log beneath for weight stabilization, so that we can get it up onto the sled easier." Hotaru skirts the front of the felled tree as she speaks, packing the snow down idly with her feet as she contemplates the best course of action. Then she turns and looks to Jigano, ready for his input as well.
