Marino had the presence of mind to look slightly embarrassed at Onaona’s comment, but he shrugged it off. He really didn’t care for this Indigo’s demeanor. “I would prefer it that way, though I must say, Lars is a little partial to me keeping my clothes on.” Marino chuckled, though his levity quickly disappeared when he looked at Indigo. She was too serious for him he decided as he jogged off towards the Seasilk. It didn’t sit right with him leaving Onaona with the strange woman, and he wondered if he should have asked her to come with him. While he didn’t exactly fear for the otani, he worried nonetheless about other less threatening things. Like would they get along, or would Indigo understand what she was. He chased away that doubt by redoubling his efforts to make all speed for the Sawmill.
When he got to the path, he thought the worst when Onaona came darting past towards the sea. Chewing his lip, he decided he was going to ask the Otani about that later. The search at the Sawmill turned out to be a resounding success, he found what looked to be a stone base to a totem amongst the Ashta’s troughs, and promptly stuffed it into his backpack. He decided to keep it back for now, an reveal it to the otani when they had a quiet moment together. Not they had much of a chance for one, as Indigo pushed on hastily for the next spot. At least this one seemed to be a place that Onaona would be comfortable with. It had given him a bit of a heart ache to see the normally so effusive otani sitting thoughtful in the shade of his ship. He wondered if something had happened between them in his absence. After seeing the way Indigo looked at Onaona, it wasn’t hard to suspect such a thing.
Fortunately, Onaona seemed to cheer up when it came time to search the river. For his part, he searched amongst the thick foliage that grew along the banks and got lucky when they were a good ways down the side of the river. He almost missed it, as the black paws were great camouflage nestled amongst the greenery. Then he reached out to touch something solid, digging it free. It looked to be a set of large cat legs and holding it up he confirmed that there had indeed been something in this area. For all that Indigo still didn’t crack a smile, but that was alright with him. Onaona’s praise had him beaming.
He was about to try thinking of some witty wordplay when Indigo spoke and stole his wind. Deflated, he ground his molars together for a moment before giving Indigo a long look. “I’m starting to think that you think of smiles like I think of clothing.” Indigo stared at him right back, her face not twitching a muscle. Marino was the first to flinch, laughing nervously as he looked to Onaona. Then Indigo turned and started walking along the river. Torn, Marino faced the otani. Taking off his pack he quickly dug out the stone base and went down to hold it out for her. “I was going to show you later, but I found another piece at the mill. I don’t have room for them both in my pack so I’d like you to take it.” He was smiling brightly at the otani as he held both of the pieces in his hands. “I think it will be safer in your hands anyways, I don’t know where I’m going and I might drop it.” Then, after he decided whether he was leaving one of the pieces with the otani or not, he started jogging down to bank towards Indigo who for all of her coldness, hadn’t made it very far.
When he got to the path, he thought the worst when Onaona came darting past towards the sea. Chewing his lip, he decided he was going to ask the Otani about that later. The search at the Sawmill turned out to be a resounding success, he found what looked to be a stone base to a totem amongst the Ashta’s troughs, and promptly stuffed it into his backpack. He decided to keep it back for now, an reveal it to the otani when they had a quiet moment together. Not they had much of a chance for one, as Indigo pushed on hastily for the next spot. At least this one seemed to be a place that Onaona would be comfortable with. It had given him a bit of a heart ache to see the normally so effusive otani sitting thoughtful in the shade of his ship. He wondered if something had happened between them in his absence. After seeing the way Indigo looked at Onaona, it wasn’t hard to suspect such a thing.
Fortunately, Onaona seemed to cheer up when it came time to search the river. For his part, he searched amongst the thick foliage that grew along the banks and got lucky when they were a good ways down the side of the river. He almost missed it, as the black paws were great camouflage nestled amongst the greenery. Then he reached out to touch something solid, digging it free. It looked to be a set of large cat legs and holding it up he confirmed that there had indeed been something in this area. For all that Indigo still didn’t crack a smile, but that was alright with him. Onaona’s praise had him beaming.
He was about to try thinking of some witty wordplay when Indigo spoke and stole his wind. Deflated, he ground his molars together for a moment before giving Indigo a long look. “I’m starting to think that you think of smiles like I think of clothing.” Indigo stared at him right back, her face not twitching a muscle. Marino was the first to flinch, laughing nervously as he looked to Onaona. Then Indigo turned and started walking along the river. Torn, Marino faced the otani. Taking off his pack he quickly dug out the stone base and went down to hold it out for her. “I was going to show you later, but I found another piece at the mill. I don’t have room for them both in my pack so I’d like you to take it.” He was smiling brightly at the otani as he held both of the pieces in his hands. “I think it will be safer in your hands anyways, I don’t know where I’m going and I might drop it.” Then, after he decided whether he was leaving one of the pieces with the otani or not, he started jogging down to bank towards Indigo who for all of her coldness, hadn’t made it very far.