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Sep 30, 2009 09:42

The building would go a lot quicker if there were two people working on it. But maybe, Steph eventually realises, once her anger has subsided enough for her to think in as close to a straight line as she ever gets, it isn't the end result that's important ( Read more... )

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notanoptimist September 30 2009, 01:44:59 UTC

Eventually, he calms. Maybe not as calm as he was before the radio, but maybe it's better that way. There's a fire in his chest that makes it hard to breathe and it hurts.

But at least it's a feeling.

The tent entrance flaps and lifts and Sokka ducks his head inside, sees the work Steph has done, and looks at her with dark blue eyes. "It's ready," he says quietly, soft but not monotone the way it was before. Testing and wary. "You can go look at it, before we move stuff. It's small."

This is a warning. It's very small.

i_spoiled_it September 30 2009, 02:00:16 UTC

"Thank you," Steph says, meaning it, quiet and - worried, too. If it was awkward before, not it's even more. She refills the single teacup before getting to her feet, offering it to him. "I'm pretty small too, I'll probably fit."

Setting up the little tent is an option, but ...

notanoptimist September 30 2009, 02:14:25 UTC

Sokka nods awkwardly, agreeing. She'll fit, it'll just be-- close. Very close, especially when it gets cold and they really will have to move close to share heat, amid the furs, heads covered. And the things they'd said to each other, however true, were cruel.

He blinks, tea cup presented in front of his nose, and takes it slowly with still-gloved hands.

"...yeah," he agrees quietly, glancing back in the direction of the igloo, "but... still. Go look and... tell me what you think. If you think we'll need anything else."

i_spoiled_it September 30 2009, 02:20:13 UTC

But still ... true. Steph nods, her hands over his mittens when she passes the teacup, pressing for a second. "I will, but I think you'd know better than me." Her voice is quiet too. "...What happened?"

Because it just blew up out of nowhere, and Steph's too used to blowing up in return to have stopped and thought about why it might have happened until after.

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