Aurelia
She gets up to get a better look at the map as he lays it out, curious. She doesn't forget about Seven, of course, but for this she does have to remove the cat from her shoulders and place her gently down in the seat. A head pat is offered in apology.
She'd seen the old, leftover maps from the shop where she and Milo stayed. Of course, this is absolutely ancient in comparison. Gently, she smooths out a few creases and stares thoughtfully at the layout of the land and the water. It does seem that the map could use updating, with mystery blank spots that need to be filled in. And just as she's thinking about that he asks if she could be good at navigation. She blinks, but doesn't answer - at least, not directly.
"The ship really wouldn't be able to fit through here, would it?" She asks rhetorically, thinking about the Boondocks as she looks back up at him with a clever smirk. "Got something waiting for you at the.. what was it called? The Yellow Rose? I didn't realize that would be a regular thing," she lifts and lowers her brows in slight surprise, before getting back to the issue of the Greatwood. She rests her hands on either side of the map and devises a plan that might fit all of Jack's little pieces together. "We could stop at the Boondocks, and take the river near there all the way through. It might take a little more time, we'd have to be careful, but it'd work. That, or try to fly the Ark over and hope we find somewhere to land." She tilts her head at him and adds with a smile, "aaand I guess I could update this map for you, while we're at it."
She shrugs, almost embarrassed, and replies with teasing warmth in her eyes, "Oh, I'm sure you'll be wishing I was gone again in a day or two." Straightening up, she stretches her arms, cracking a few knuckles, and yawns fiercely. "Buuuut uh.. I hope you don't mind if I find a bunk to sleep on, in that case." At least for the night. Maybe more than a night. That depended on Milo, really. She expects that he'll be upset, and who knows after that.
She'd seen the old, leftover maps from the shop where she and Milo stayed. Of course, this is absolutely ancient in comparison. Gently, she smooths out a few creases and stares thoughtfully at the layout of the land and the water. It does seem that the map could use updating, with mystery blank spots that need to be filled in. And just as she's thinking about that he asks if she could be good at navigation. She blinks, but doesn't answer - at least, not directly.
"The ship really wouldn't be able to fit through here, would it?" She asks rhetorically, thinking about the Boondocks as she looks back up at him with a clever smirk. "Got something waiting for you at the.. what was it called? The Yellow Rose? I didn't realize that would be a regular thing," she lifts and lowers her brows in slight surprise, before getting back to the issue of the Greatwood. She rests her hands on either side of the map and devises a plan that might fit all of Jack's little pieces together. "We could stop at the Boondocks, and take the river near there all the way through. It might take a little more time, we'd have to be careful, but it'd work. That, or try to fly the Ark over and hope we find somewhere to land." She tilts her head at him and adds with a smile, "aaand I guess I could update this map for you, while we're at it."
She shrugs, almost embarrassed, and replies with teasing warmth in her eyes, "Oh, I'm sure you'll be wishing I was gone again in a day or two." Straightening up, she stretches her arms, cracking a few knuckles, and yawns fiercely. "Buuuut uh.. I hope you don't mind if I find a bunk to sleep on, in that case." At least for the night. Maybe more than a night. That depended on Milo, really. She expects that he'll be upset, and who knows after that.
looking in the mirror, drop of rum on my tongue
with the warning to help me see myself clearer
with the warning to help me see myself clearer
