you can turn off the sun, but I'm still gonna shine
Great minds and all that jazz. Maybe one of them had implanted the idea in the other's head the night before; regardless, Koa is thoroughly amused when both he and Everest show up armed with enough coffee to fuel a small militia.
Cleanup goes well, and before too long the observatory is looking, if not pristine, at least no longer like it's been recently attacked by a giant moth. Koa sips his second cup of coffee as they break before the next round of tasks, snorting self-deprecatingly as they're announced. "Well we all know what kind of carpenter I'm not," the young man declares with a laugh. He rolls his shoulders to loosen them, muscles glistening under a thin sheen of sweat. "I'll help hang things - if I put them together they'll likely come out looking as messy as the stars."
Koa will hang stuff!
Cleanup goes well, and before too long the observatory is looking, if not pristine, at least no longer like it's been recently attacked by a giant moth. Koa sips his second cup of coffee as they break before the next round of tasks, snorting self-deprecatingly as they're announced. "Well we all know what kind of carpenter I'm not," the young man declares with a laugh. He rolls his shoulders to loosen them, muscles glistening under a thin sheen of sweat. "I'll help hang things - if I put them together they'll likely come out looking as messy as the stars."
Koa will hang stuff!
Koa
