Stone Circle Are you going to claw out my eye?

In her opinion, no conversation was ever awkward. Ever time she spoke with someone, she learned something new. About them, their home, their story... And they really didn't have to ask for all her perks and ways of getting stuff done. She was an open book, so to speak, and she giggled at the sight of the still-a-bit-lanky teenager scratch behind his ear. She snorted then. I would get real' sick if I were in ya position, I'll tellya tha'. She joked, but she let the subject go.

Pops? So many befur winter? She commented, head tilting to the side in disbelieve. Who's idea was tha'? She asked then, curious as nearly always.