by Nel Sayo on April 6th, 2010, 4:12 am
"There's rum involved," Nel told him conspiratorially, but that was about the only ingredient she seemed willing to part with. "Best you just...avoid it, really. It's not...for the feint of heart."
Which wasn't to say she thought he had a faint heart or anything, just that in general the stuff was best avoided, and even she would admit to trying to avoid it on the best days. She paced ahead of him into the little cottage, bright eyes up and swinging about, looking around interestedly. Ignored the books and papers because they were of no use to her, but was like to poke and prod at anything else that might be strange and interesting and dangerous to be poking at.
"This is nice. Oh --" She glanced down at her clothes. They were splotched here and there with damp spots, but mostly dry. "-- It's okay, they'll dry soon enough. I didn't wear them into the water, so it's really just my hair."
She smiled and shrugged and pointed at the bag of gooey leaves.
"Put that stuff on before your skin falls off."