[Don't mind this guy, he's just poking around in your surface thoughts.
What? Conversations are time-consuming.]
Your knife. It's there. [He nods toward a small pile of rubble that had shifted down in her -his, their, whatever- hurry to get things moved and unearthed.]
i don't know how i got it into my head now that i reread but she's looking for her knife, right
What? Conversations are time-consuming.]
Your knife. It's there. [He nods toward a small pile of rubble that had shifted down in her -his, their, whatever- hurry to get things moved and unearthed.]