[Her ears had always been good to begin with and with tin strengthening her senses the night and driving rain is no barrier to what she can see and hear.
The biscuits seem to get the message across and there's a slight ease of tension in her shoulders, at least as much as there can be knowing she's at least dealing with somebody she can speak to openly about being transplanted here.
She withdraws the packet but doesn't take any more out, simply tucking it away into her pocket again. Okay, so there's two fish people wandering around out there.]
That's good. [She nods, and she means it.] I saw the people I know from home asleep... up there. But none of them woke up.
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The biscuits seem to get the message across and there's a slight ease of tension in her shoulders, at least as much as there can be knowing she's at least dealing with somebody she can speak to openly about being transplanted here.
She withdraws the packet but doesn't take any more out, simply tucking it away into her pocket again. Okay, so there's two fish people wandering around out there.]
That's good. [She nods, and she means it.] I saw the people I know from home asleep... up there. But none of them woke up.