Heron May mingle

[grandstanding]

Who: Heron crew and visitors
Broadcast: nope
Action: the Heron
When: all May!

[Birds of a feather mingle together.]

Comments

[reconstitution]

[ He pulls away, not mentioning the glassy look in her eyes. It's not important, and people are entitled to privacy, even if they're sitting right there.

Winter looks over her work, helping her readjust. ]

Here. [ He picks up one of the smaller tools he'd stabbed into the skein of yarn, pointing to the lost loops before using the tool to pick them out. ]

Now slide them back onto the needle.

[pain_train]

Okay. [Military maneuvers have been accomplished with less profound concentration than she puts into getting the yarn back on the needles. (Then again, military maneuvers are easy if you ask her. This is new and therefore not easy.]

Got it. Thanks, Winter.

[And she goes back to methodically knitting, feeling extremely happy.]