Kate watches Miss Jo, but doesn't call after her. Doesn't try to make her stop and explain herself. Explain why these crates are the line in the sand, the hill to die on, the one thing in this place that is a trap. Which is what Kate wants to know. She wants to understand.
The older woman isn't, it seems, much in a mood to explain, and Kate isn't sure if it's ruffled feathers or frustration, some form of judgement or merely an extension of the push-pull that Miss Jo seems to have about the group. What Kate is fairly sure is that there's no point in pushing her now, not now she's pointedly left her prominent position without a word to busy herself with Something Else.
So instead, she finally takes her own seat (with a quick smile at Wilson, because, yes, she'd noticed the way he came to stand by her in case she needed assistance) and continues her own side of the conversation.
"We could also watch each other for a bit, with the tools. Still use 'em, but keep an eye on any changes in behaviour.
I don't understand this place. Or how things can appear. None of us do. I don't want to be blind, to the dangers talked about? So I'd vote, if we're votin', that we pay attention to the other boxes, too.
Use them. But be aware."
She wants to move on, to how. How to use. How to store. That's what she'd meant, at the start. But she hadn't been expecting the possibility of curses coming up, either.
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The older woman isn't, it seems, much in a mood to explain, and Kate isn't sure if it's ruffled feathers or frustration, some form of judgement or merely an extension of the push-pull that Miss Jo seems to have about the group. What Kate is fairly sure is that there's no point in pushing her now, not now she's pointedly left her prominent position without a word to busy herself with Something Else.
So instead, she finally takes her own seat (with a quick smile at Wilson, because, yes, she'd noticed the way he came to stand by her in case she needed assistance) and continues her own side of the conversation.
"We could also watch each other for a bit, with the tools. Still use 'em, but keep an eye on any changes in behaviour.
I don't understand this place. Or how things can appear. None of us do. I don't want to be blind, to the dangers talked about? So I'd vote, if we're votin', that we pay attention to the other boxes, too.
Use them. But be aware."
She wants to move on, to how. How to use. How to store. That's what she'd meant, at the start. But she hadn't been expecting the possibility of curses coming up, either.