But I didn't get lost, did I? [ He fires right back, but there's no real combativeness in him, just that same cocky confidence from earlier. Her thank you catches him by surprise, and he ducks his head sharply, trying to hide the glow along his nose in the glow of the fire. He pokes it gently, nursing it until it's taken properly, then straightens himself out to go fetch his rifle parts.
He drops himself next to her with the parts in his arms, gently placing them down between himself and the fire. It's a bit like putting puzzle pieces on the ground in the same order you'd left them in: difficult, and unpleasant. ]
How'd you learn how to put a blaster together, anyway?
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He drops himself next to her with the parts in his arms, gently placing them down between himself and the fire. It's a bit like putting puzzle pieces on the ground in the same order you'd left them in: difficult, and unpleasant. ]
How'd you learn how to put a blaster together, anyway?