Stone Circle the branches have traded their leaves

He hummed in agreement with her assessment - baths could be tickly, he supposed, although it'd been a long time since he'd experienced that. A moment later, she'd launched into another diatribe. Wanting to get her warm and dry, Murdock mostly responded with grunts and huffs, but by the end, he could hardly hold back his laughter.

"Holy shit, girl. You sure can chatter," he said, hoping she'd shut her mouth for a second so he could think. How did those little lungs of hers hold all that air? He didn't even understand half the things she was talking about due to how fast the words had come out. Very different from Stephie, who seemed to be a girl of few words, as of yet. "Are you and Stephie good friends, then?" he asked.