BACCIA: =Lounging in the greenhouse, it was nice to just hang out in here. It smells earthy and nice and is generally more peace that other parts of the ship. He's doing a find-it puzzle today since his word puzzle book was..... pilfered.=
OTIENO: =He is here for the greenhouse. It's a nice place to relax and get your creative juices flowing. And also... He figured maybe not so many people would be there? It would be nice to get some alone time. He's just wandering and taking in the sights of everything. Coming to a halt upon seeing Baccia, watching him in silence.=
BACCIA: =Staring intensely at this book, looking for the hidden items in the cluttered pictures. Slowly sliding a circular magnifying glass over the page. The sensation of being watched makes his wings twitch and so he glances to the side then upward and finds Otieno.= ....
BACCIA: =Looks at face, horns, wings... Ah.= Hello.
OTIENO: =He had hoped to just slink away, but he was addressed directly so now he can't. Gives Baccia a sup nod and slinks over.= h¤w y¤u far|n'? =Inclines head to the book.=
BACCIA: =Too late, he has his eyes locked on then sighs finally looking back down= Not so well. P~i~cture puzzles aren't my favor~i~tes but here ~I~ am. =Looks back up= And how are you?
OTIENO: shame.
OTIENO: =Edges a little closer to get a peep down on the page though.= m¤f¤ be as well as all else, a|n't n¤ need t¤ c¤mpla|n n¤ne.
BACCIA: =There is a larger picture of a whale looking at it from afar but the closer you get and look the more you notice it's made up of smaller things. There is a list to the side with some checks beside it. He caps his pen though= Perhaps not a "need" but everyone l~i~kes to clear the metaphor~i~cal a~i~r.
BACCIA: St~i~ll ~I~'m happy to hear you're generally well.
OTIENO: =Eyes the whale, then back to Baccia's face. Stares.=
OTIENO: then f¤r the n¤w a|n't a need f¤r n¤ a|r t¤ be cleansed by me.
OTIENO: what ab¤ut y¤urses? have th|ne a|r been pr¤perly pur|f|ed ¤f all them |lls?
BACCIA: Noth~i~ng that wouldn't sound l~i~ke wh~i~n~i~ng. So ~I~ suppose we're ~i~n the same boat.
OTIENO: supp¤se s¤. =...Gh. He wishes he was better at making conversation. Just keeps staring at Baccia though.=
BACCIA: =stares back then gestures beside him= Would you l~i~ke to jo~i~n me?
OTIENO: =Contemplates this, glancing around briefly. It didn't seem like there were anyone else here, and he didn't feel like leaving just yet, even if this wasn't the alone time he had hoped for. Looks back to Baccia.= mh.
OTIENO: v|s|¤n puzzlet|es g|v|ng y¤u such tr¤uble that need|ng t¤ get m¤re peepers? =Sits down next to him.=
BACCIA: ~I~ won't push away a help~i~ng hand. =scoots the book a little closer=
BACCIA: Wh~i~le we search for a wayward sock, how are you enjoy~i~ng being back on the sh~i~p?
OTIENO: =Glances to the page to scan over it. Where might that elusive sock be?=
OTIENO: f|ne bus|ness |t be.
OTIENO: feels all shades pleasant t¤ be hav|ng m|ne eyes up¤n m|ne fam|l|ars ¤nce m¤re.
BACCIA: ~I~t ~i~s n~i~ce, see~i~ng fam~i~ly aga~i~n and strengthen~i~ng bonds.
BACCIA: Also see~i~ng old fr~i~ends and work~i~ng on those connect~i~ons.
OTIENO: mh. hard w¤rk |n s¤me m¤ments, but reward|ng that n¤|se be. =Places his finger abruptly onto the page, right near the tailfin of the whale.=
OTIENO: s¤ck.
BACCIA: ...... Oh. So ~i~t ~i~s. =He checks that one off= You're very observat~i~onal.
OTIENO: d¤ m¤st m¤f¤s well t¤ see m¤st what they can. ¤nly then can be f|nd|ng truths |n what g¤es unsa|d.
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