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Verona
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Isaac watched her walk away, then just focused on his clothes again when she settled in without really paying him much attention. He was all right with the quiet. It was nice to work with just the stream and the breeze to hear, knowing there was another person nearby but not needing to speak with them. It made the work go by a bit quicker, a bit more peacefully. Somehow, the experience they'd gone through had made it easier to relax around her.
When he was done washing his clothes, Isaac pulled himself out of the water and walked them over to the line he'd hung to throw them over it and let them start drying in the sun. He'd gotten the angle and height right, so the clothes would remain in sunlight for as long as possible and would dry as quickly as he could set them up to. Meanwhile, he would simply wait around until they were done.
After a long moment for thought, Isaac wandered over to where Niari sat and laid out in the grass nearby to dry himself, sighing softly at the warmth of the sun and flopping his head to the side to look at what she was doing. He'd only glanced at what she'd drawn before he'd laid down and wasn't really sure what it was.
"Doodling?" He asked, breaking the quiet finally with a bit of curiosity in his voice. "What happened to your book?"
When he was done washing his clothes, Isaac pulled himself out of the water and walked them over to the line he'd hung to throw them over it and let them start drying in the sun. He'd gotten the angle and height right, so the clothes would remain in sunlight for as long as possible and would dry as quickly as he could set them up to. Meanwhile, he would simply wait around until they were done.
After a long moment for thought, Isaac wandered over to where Niari sat and laid out in the grass nearby to dry himself, sighing softly at the warmth of the sun and flopping his head to the side to look at what she was doing. He'd only glanced at what she'd drawn before he'd laid down and wasn't really sure what it was.
"Doodling?" He asked, breaking the quiet finally with a bit of curiosity in his voice. "What happened to your book?"