Something Creative (One-on-One)

She hummed under her breath, bustling in the kitchen.

 

She came over to him about ten minutes later, setting his food and a mug of tea next to him.

"Your prosthetic was pretty messed up in the accident."

 

“Maybe I could fix it while you rest,” Petra suggested.

 

She hesitated, coming over with her own sandwich and sitting next to him.

“Well, maybe I could sit here and you could tell me what to do.”

 

"That's okay. At least we could get started. I'm going to go grab my tools."

 

She stood up and headed for her room, returning a moment later with a basic tool box. She let her rabbits out of their cage and sat next to him again, pulling the prosthetic into her lap.

“Okay. What first?”

 

She did so, her long fingers removing it gently.

"What next?"

 

"These ones?" she asked, brushing a few with her pointer. "How do I do that?"

 

She bit her lip thoughtfully before standing up.

"Yeah. Bathroom. I'll be right back."

 

She returned a few minutes later, holding some tweezers and sitting next to him.

"There we go."