Sea Lion Shores the rebirth

sandpiper had remained neutral while she waited for hemlock's attention, and she kept her gaze away from the woman's eyes as she spoke. in truth, the cairn girl knew little about the medic profession -- if you were bleeding, you were probably in trouble... and that, truly, was the extent of sandpiper's education on the matter.

so she was of no help as she cast her gaze around them, briefly scrutinizing the rock-studded area with a roll of her shoulders in a shrug. "oh. that's nice." while hardly contributory to conversation, it was at least polite -- she could have said much worse. hemlock's inquiry, while benign, made sandpiper momentarily stiffen -- should she tell a stranger where she lived? was it safe to be that forthright?

in the end, her big fat mouth won out. "yeah, just down the beach a ways. this is the furthest i've been though. where are we?"