Tal wasn't completely focused on his task; he was Halovian enough to keep a weather out for approaching predators and storms. Still, a nearby herd of fluffy rhampires had largely masked Mel's approach and it wasn't until she cleared her throat that he whipped his head up and saw the familiar curly red head.
Like Mel, Tal was wearing short sleeves to get the most out of the chilly - but not Halo chilly - day. Unlike her, however, he looked perfectly comfortable in the current unseasonal temperature.
And when he saw her shivering, something dangerously close to a smug grin spread over his face as he waved. "Hey, Mel!" Wait. She liked rocks, didn't she? He thought he remembered something about her and rocks, so he quickly sorted through his small pile to find the most interesting one - a shiny piece of oblong obsidian with its edges rubbed curiously smooth so that it was almost slippery to hold - and tossed it towards her. "Here, catch!"
Like Mel, Tal was wearing short sleeves to get the most out of the chilly - but not Halo chilly - day. Unlike her, however, he looked perfectly comfortable in the current unseasonal temperature.
And when he saw her shivering, something dangerously close to a smug grin spread over his face as he waved. "Hey, Mel!" Wait. She liked rocks, didn't she? He thought he remembered something about her and rocks, so he quickly sorted through his small pile to find the most interesting one - a shiny piece of oblong obsidian with its edges rubbed curiously smooth so that it was almost slippery to hold - and tossed it towards her. "Here, catch!"
