His crown lit up the way as he moved slowly
It's a pretty little rock that you've managed to acquire, bright and green and maybe worth something. Idly you run it between your fingers, thumb circling around the hollow center before you pop the handkerchief (and the handkerchief - which, who carries a handkerchief?) back into his pocket, satisfied with your prize.
As Sam turns towards you you go ahead and pull your body onto the bench, settling on the back of it, feet resting on the seat. "Can't say it ain't a fair assumption, 'round these parts," you concede. You're leaning forward now, your elbows on your knees, and the green stone flickers between your large fingers with surprising precision.
"Not so busy back where you're from, eh?" Your tone is teasing but not unkind; as much as you belong in Hualani like an entacado belongs in the sea, you can understand how it might be overwhelming for some. "Thought I wasn't gonna see you 'til after Deepfrost, Red. What happened?"
As Sam turns towards you you go ahead and pull your body onto the bench, settling on the back of it, feet resting on the seat. "Can't say it ain't a fair assumption, 'round these parts," you concede. You're leaning forward now, your elbows on your knees, and the green stone flickers between your large fingers with surprising precision.
"Not so busy back where you're from, eh?" Your tone is teasing but not unkind; as much as you belong in Hualani like an entacado belongs in the sea, you can understand how it might be overwhelming for some. "Thought I wasn't gonna see you 'til after Deepfrost, Red. What happened?"
past the wondering eyes of the ones that were left behind
zephyr
