wickedchouette | (no subject)

[It's been a long, full day of walking, and by the time they reach the house, Alfie is ready to be inside. There's rarely heat in any of these buildings, and the cold permeates them enough that it's never fully warm even behind closed doors - but it's at least warmer, and without the biting wind. He sheds his coat and kicks off his boots, and turns to Fiona.]

I'll check the upstairs if you check downstairs.

[It's a system they've developed, for the nights that they're together - they split the search of the house so that it'll go quicker. Each has learned what items, tidbits, and clues the other might be interested in, and they'll take note of them for each other, to share when the search is done. Over time, they've both come to trust each other not to keep things hidden - and not to steal from each other. Alfie never thinks twice anymore about swinging his pack off his shoulder and leaving it unattended with her downstairs.]

Looks like a big house. Could save some of the searching for tomorrow.

[He always likes to do a once-over to look for any dangers or unexpected surprises, but in-depth supply searches are better done when they've had some rest - especially on the days like today, when his back has been bothering him for miles.]

Tired, Fiona?

Threaded | Flat

[Fiona's list of "people" is getting longer and longer. For a long time, it was just Sasha and Felix, so it's... strange. She's not sure if she likes it or not yet. There will always be that little part of her telling her not to trust anyone, left from years of Felix repeating it over and over, but she does trust Alfie.

So, she doesn't hesitate to dump her pack by the door before she plops down on the couch, tugging off her boots. It's a longer process for her than it is for Alfie; there are all sort of buckles and straps to undo. She used to just leave them on until she went to sleep, but taking them off as much as possible is a habit she's picked up from him. Trench foot isn't a thing she's ever worried about, but better safe than sorry.

She glances up at his question as she stretches, eyebrows going up.]

Never. I'm fresh as a daisy. We can take a nap if you need one, though.

[The obnoxious teasing will never stop.]