( alone, and a little thoughtful. it is rare for the amazon to wear her weariness so openly, as she sits at a fire that seems to be as uncertain as all the stranded trying to find their place in the ramshackle camp. her head is propped in her hand as she watches the fire falter, and her thoughts seem far past the planet they've crash landed on.
her attention lifts as he approaches, and she straightens to accept the offering. her curiosity is obvious as she looks at him. ) I intend to. What have you brought me, Alan? ( she wasn't expecting to see him after they'd gone their separate ways after the storm of pods had ended, or at least, not so soon. )
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her attention lifts as he approaches, and she straightens to accept the offering. her curiosity is obvious as she looks at him. ) I intend to. What have you brought me, Alan? ( she wasn't expecting to see him after they'd gone their separate ways after the storm of pods had ended, or at least, not so soon. )