KatherinWinter said
"Come in." Katherin thought she recognized the voice but she wasn't sure. She couldn't think of anyone who would want to visit her. It was probably someone from her faction with a question. She pulls herself into a seated position.
Kido slowly opened the door and peeked in. "Katherin?"
His eyes widened considerably when he saw the state she was in and he suddenly couldn't speak.
What...what did they do? Opening the door a bit more, he walked in hesitantly. "K-Katherin..." It was hard to speak around the lump forming in his throat. "I...I'm sorry..."
So, now what? Felice questioned himself as he finished organizing the kitchen.
We've gotten through the first day, we've learned the basic schedule, and we have the start of a communication ring forming. That is, if anyone is able to even recognize and make sense of it without giving it away. Placing a few utensils on the counter, the amber-eyed boy entered the pantry to decide on ingredients he wanted to use. He wanted a few vegetables and a source of protein at least, but he wanted to come up with ways to get the other food groups in if he was going to be doing this sort of thing often. The last thing they needed was people getting sick at a critical moment.
What do we still need, and what do we have available right now? The slightly short male furrowed his brow as continued his train of thought.
Someone has to know what we're trying to do, probably, or communication falls through. That's what he said earlier. And we need someone to test the system, anyway. So the next question is, who do we let in? Or who do we get in with? Grabbing a few appealing looking vegetables and some rice, he entered the main part of the kitchen again and set what he had on the counter as he silently pondered the question.
And what about that one? I feel like he wants attention, but what will it cost to accommodate? I don't like him enough to risk my neck.
