[she settles down on the rock, and watches him as he does this. there is that little blue glow to her again.]
You good at fishing? [her hand twitches where she's steadying herself on the rock, and then like she's just deciding to go for it, she brings her hand up to tuck his hair behind his ear.]
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You good at fishing? [her hand twitches where she's steadying herself on the rock, and then like she's just deciding to go for it, she brings her hand up to tuck his hair behind his ear.]
I'm rubbish at it. Can't sit still long enough.