She reached up for him and Digit growled. "What is the matter with you?" she chided. * * * "We just need to find it and get rid of it, right?" * ** "It isn't." * * * "Okay. Prove it."
Basel frowned. "Hmph.." *** She nodded, taking the lead as her back straightened. "Right. It'll be easy." *** He pursed his lips before going back to his toolbox. *** "Why do I have to prove anything?"
"Do you smell or something?" * * * He followed her. "Simple, really." * ** She turned back to the engine and climbed up back to her usual spot. * * * "Because I'm bored."
He frowned. "I don't think so." *** She nodded, their shadows casting along the walls. *** He went back to work, his head tilted. *** She squinted, kicking a single shoe off.
