[ Gustave has his armband too, has it wrapped around his bicep even if he's thinking of taking the uniform and folding it away somewhere, safe but out of sight. Because that part of their lives is over, or at least, he wants it to be. It's about time he goes down to the market to see what he can trade for. ]
M and G works for me. We'll figure out how to combine them, but yours can be first.
[ He smiles back and nudges her shoulder. ]
I've got a carving knife. Let's pick a tree and see what we come up with.
[He's closer to it than she is, with his engineering and creativity. He even has a knife, where she was just going to do some grand slashes with her rapier.]
How about this one here?
[When Maelle steps away from his side, she moves only a few feet away before stopping to pause and look back at him, waiting. She has no desire to rush ahead. Not anymore.]
I guess it's good we're not trying to make art then, right?
[ Gustave chuckles, toying with the knife he had. ]
It looks like a good one to me. [ And he follows her over to it, chipping away at the moss and bark to find the wood beneath, and he carves their initials into it. ] How's that look?
[ A little goofy, is the answer, but it would be easy to recreate, he thinks. ]
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M and G works for me. We'll figure out how to combine them, but yours can be first.
[ He smiles back and nudges her shoulder. ]
I've got a carving knife. Let's pick a tree and see what we come up with.
set us free aaaaaaaa
[He's closer to it than she is, with his engineering and creativity. He even has a knife, where she was just going to do some grand slashes with her rapier.]
How about this one here?
[When Maelle steps away from his side, she moves only a few feet away before stopping to pause and look back at him, waiting. She has no desire to rush ahead. Not anymore.]
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[ Gustave chuckles, toying with the knife he had. ]
It looks like a good one to me. [ And he follows her over to it, chipping away at the moss and bark to find the wood beneath, and he carves their initials into it. ] How's that look?
[ A little goofy, is the answer, but it would be easy to recreate, he thinks. ]