Feb 2, 2017
Holds up a tablet that has [Nice Voice] written on it
“We read the wind and the sk-.” As Kiawe turns around he catches sight of Red, a near dead silence falls. How long had she been standing there, when did she even get in here? He smiles sheepishly, at the very least she was being nice... Least he hopes it wasn’t sarcasm, hard to tell with writing.
“I uh.. Thank you, please do knock next time. I’m not used to people barging into my home like this.”