Said while pushing herself up, to sitting, before standing. No pausing, or lingering; just back in motion, levering up off the sand and bending down to brush it off the damp bare skin of her legs, off the back of her shirt. Agreeable to whatever his plan is, just along for the ride.
She's sure Chin could use a break, no matter how long he's been there. Poor guy, he probably hasn't eaten or rested, and she's sure Steve will still have a hard time convincing him to do either of those things, if it means leaving his wife for even a second.
It must be strange, being that tied to another person. Or maybe not, probably not, not from within it all, but she's on the outside looking in, perfectly fine with being by herself, in a crew of hundreds. It's hard to imagine being that wrapped up in someone else, when the job takes up every breathing moment of her life, aside from a few days liberty now and again.
He's lucky, Chin. She can't imagine how anyone could get past losing that person.
Sand shifts beneath her toes, digs a little, before she can step back onto the grass and head over to him, shaking sand out of wet hair. "Do you want to call and see if he needs anything from home? We could pick it up on the way."
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Date: 2013-02-05 01:21 am (UTC)Said while pushing herself up, to sitting, before standing. No pausing, or lingering; just back in motion, levering up off the sand and bending down to brush it off the damp bare skin of her legs, off the back of her shirt. Agreeable to whatever his plan is, just along for the ride.
She's sure Chin could use a break, no matter how long he's been there. Poor guy, he probably hasn't eaten or rested, and she's sure Steve will still have a hard time convincing him to do either of those things, if it means leaving his wife for even a second.
It must be strange, being that tied to another person. Or maybe not, probably not, not from within it all, but she's on the outside looking in, perfectly fine with being by herself, in a crew of hundreds. It's hard to imagine being that wrapped up in someone else, when the job takes up every breathing moment of her life, aside from a few days liberty now and again.
He's lucky, Chin. She can't imagine how anyone could get past losing that person.
Sand shifts beneath her toes, digs a little, before she can step back onto the grass and head over to him, shaking sand out of wet hair. "Do you want to call and see if he needs anything from home? We could pick it up on the way."