[ She feels like a bit of a traitor just letting this bird up onto her lap, but it's not this little featherball's fault that she's not Luscinia. So Yuuri goes ahead and pets her while she sits there and tries to puzzle out just what she's done to deserve all this.
Her smile's not quite as forced when he returns (after all, she's had a bit more time to prepare it and the water he's carrying is a welcome sight) and she takes the canteen with a little nod of her head. It's probably bad manners to start knocking back this water before she's thanked him properly but her throat is so dry she just can't stop herself.
She's swallowed a solid third of the canteen before she can make herself stop drinking and has to take a hard breath before she can speak again, wiping stray water from her mouth and chin as she does so. ]
Where... where is this, anyway? It's not just all desert, is it?
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Her smile's not quite as forced when he returns (after all, she's had a bit more time to prepare it and the water he's carrying is a welcome sight) and she takes the canteen with a little nod of her head. It's probably bad manners to start knocking back this water before she's thanked him properly but her throat is so dry she just can't stop herself.
She's swallowed a solid third of the canteen before she can make herself stop drinking and has to take a hard breath before she can speak again, wiping stray water from her mouth and chin as she does so. ]
Where... where is this, anyway? It's not just all desert, is it?