Verdant Basin That's very Frankenstein-ian of you.

she would keep her distance through it all. happy to lounge down the bay, patient and eyes averted away from the feasting woman. the shimmer of the water enough to keep her entranced.

she did not not know if the other woman would even wish to engage any further.

perhaps they would merely be passing strangers in this moment as their only memory of each other. it was enough for ikniqpalagaq, if it was enough for the fisher.