Irish_Dragon_76
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[SIZE=10.5pt]“Twenty?” she murmured, shocked at his response. Based on what he had just told her about his life, she had expected him to be older. That means he was a mercenary as a teenager… She could feel her heart tighten in her chest at the thought, and almost reached out for his hand once more, but held back. She didn’t know him at all, and she was also not used to being physical with people, even when it came to simple touches. She’d spent her whole life shutting people out, even though it went against her very nature.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.5pt]Watching his as he spoke, she noticed for a moment that his eye color seemed like it was changing, though she wasn’t quite sure. And she thought that staring might be a little rude as well. It must be a trick of the light. Though.... I supposed he is technically an alien. Maybe that's a normal thing for him? ....Is it rude to ask people about that? [/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.5pt]His mentioning sleep shook her from her thoughts, and she bit her lip, staring off into the dark of the forest for a moment before responding. “No… I don’t think it’s safe yet… Luckily, I don’t work for a few days, so I won’t be missed…” she mumbled softly, watching as he got up to gather up some leaves in a makeshift bed. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.5pt]Sleeping on the ground didn’t exactly appeal to her, and she glanced around, looking for a tree to lean against while she slept. She spotted one a little bit further away, and shook her head at his offer, not wanting to put him out any more than she already had. “No, I’ll be fine. I can sleep sitting up if I need to. When you’re on a four day shift at the hospital, you start sleeping in the weirdest of places...” Getting up, she brushed off her pants before picking up her bag and walking over to the tree. Sitting back down, she pulled up the hood of her sweater and pulled out her large scarf from her bag, placing it over her lap. She turned to look over at Ryan, a little further away from the fire than he was, and smiled. “Goodnight, I guess? Hopefully it doesn’t get too cold… I don’t fancy dealing with frostbite right now.”[/SIZE]
Just as Colette had finished her final sentence, a soft, yet cold gust of wind blew through the forest, sending a cold chill down the back of Ryan's neck.
"Yeah... No, you're definitely not sleeping in the open in this kind of weather..." Ryan said, rubbing the back of his neck as though he was trying to wipe away the cold whipping against his neck.
Ryan looked around for a moment, thinking about the best way to build a shelter.
"Hmm..." Ryan mumbled.
After a few moments of thinking and scanning over the same tree and inky blackness around them, Earth finally cut through the empty thoughts going through Ryan's head.
"Why not make a foxhole? It will protect you from the wind..."
Ryan suddenly whipped his head back towards Colette, a look only a child would make after solving an impossible riddle on his face.
"Got it! Foxhole!" He exclaimed, looking a few feet next to where Colette was.
"Okay, I'm thinking something like a five foot by seven foot. maybe about four-ish or five-ish feet deep... What do you think?" Ryan thought to Earth.
"Sounds good..." Earth replied plainly.
Ryan raised his hand and pointed his index finger towards the area he had been staring at; within a few moments, the ground began to descend into itself, making a hole nearly four feet in the ground.
"Annnd..." Ryan said, holding the 'N' as he used a controlled blast of wind to blow some leaves into the foxhole. "Done! outdoor bedding!"
Ryan walked over to see his work, looking down into the hole and nodding satisfactorily. "Not too bad, should keep the wind off you."
Ryan looked over at Colette, not too sure what else to say now as he stood there, almost as if frozen in place.