just take your time wherever you go
Arching his brow right back at Melita, Saiden cocked his head to one side. "Ye suppose?" Chuckling, he winked at her (though with only one eye it was kinda hard to tell). "Well I know," he declared with a chuckle.
He nodded at the materials she was working with. "Much the same as ye, I imagine." Ducking back inside, he grabbed his bundle of cloth, cord, and seaweed. Settling onto the sand besides her, he wrapped another length of fabric around the still damp vegetable and knotted some twine around it. "Ye worship Ludo, right?" He glanced up from his work to listen to her response, expression intent.
He nodded at the materials she was working with. "Much the same as ye, I imagine." Ducking back inside, he grabbed his bundle of cloth, cord, and seaweed. Settling onto the sand besides her, he wrapped another length of fabric around the still damp vegetable and knotted some twine around it. "Ye worship Ludo, right?" He glanced up from his work to listen to her response, expression intent.
