[ With a snort, he approaches Mona's side to take her rucksack from her. ]
Whoever it belonged to likely surrendered it to the jungle years ago. However, there's enough upkeep to make me believe that we aren't its first visitors.
[ The building may be abandoned, but it isn't in an impossible state to live in. There's furniture, the tiny kitchen to prepare food, and a place to rest their heads. Though, he doesn't think Mona will use the bedding up there. It would be safer for her to roll out the thin blanket tucked away in her belongings. She'd be bitten up by bugs otherwiseโthat, or develop a nasty rash. Humans are considerably weak; it's a surprise at all they can survive out in the wilderness.
Wanderer turns to place Mona's bag onto the counter, rummaging through it for a few seconds before eventually pulling out a small packet, two mugs, and a camping pot. He inspects the packet first, and to his satisfaction, there appears to be enough green leaves there for the both of them. ]
Turn the faucet. If there's plumbing, I'll prepare tea.
[ He may not experience the chill from a rainstorm, but it will have affected Mona. If she were to ingest something hot, it would temporarily warm her and stave off the possibility of catching a cold. Usually, he would've left her to her own devices, butโover their time traveling together, he has admittedly softened up. Wanderer's tongue isn't as sharp, his remarks not as barbed as they once were. It's strange, but he has come to realize that, despite having been a thorn in his side since the beginning, Mona Megistus is an extraordinary individual. Her usage of astrology still intrigues him, even if he believes most of it is stupid. ]
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Whoever it belonged to likely surrendered it to the jungle years ago. However, there's enough upkeep to make me believe that we aren't its first visitors.
[ The building may be abandoned, but it isn't in an impossible state to live in. There's furniture, the tiny kitchen to prepare food, and a place to rest their heads. Though, he doesn't think Mona will use the bedding up there. It would be safer for her to roll out the thin blanket tucked away in her belongings. She'd be bitten up by bugs otherwiseโthat, or develop a nasty rash. Humans are considerably weak; it's a surprise at all they can survive out in the wilderness.
Wanderer turns to place Mona's bag onto the counter, rummaging through it for a few seconds before eventually pulling out a small packet, two mugs, and a camping pot. He inspects the packet first, and to his satisfaction, there appears to be enough green leaves there for the both of them. ]
Turn the faucet. If there's plumbing, I'll prepare tea.
[ He may not experience the chill from a rainstorm, but it will have affected Mona. If she were to ingest something hot, it would temporarily warm her and stave off the possibility of catching a cold. Usually, he would've left her to her own devices, butโover their time traveling together, he has admittedly softened up. Wanderer's tongue isn't as sharp, his remarks not as barbed as they once were. It's strange, but he has come to realize that, despite having been a thorn in his side since the beginning, Mona Megistus is an extraordinary individual. Her usage of astrology still intrigues him, even if he believes most of it is stupid. ]