Day 56: Hearth and Home Handcrafted Furniture (late afternoon)
Their wanderings had led them across town, moving back over places Albedo had already been. A brother's slight shivering had the older of the pair steering them towards a close building, moving into the warmth the heated building offered. Such a demanding little thing, for being such a quiet individual. Albedo himself didn't mind the chill.
And now they were surrounded by wood and outdoor supplies. How. Southern, mostly. He let out a sigh, and moved to walk further in, pulling lightly on Nigredo's hand. Ironically, all of the wood reminded him of this morning; perhaps because of the man's hard-headedness. He inwardly groaned, and glanced to Nigredo. "A question, brother mine. Would you prefer truth on things or topics to simply not be discussed?"
And now they were surrounded by wood and outdoor supplies. How. Southern, mostly. He let out a sigh, and moved to walk further in, pulling lightly on Nigredo's hand. Ironically, all of the wood reminded him of this morning; perhaps because of the man's hard-headedness. He inwardly groaned, and glanced to Nigredo. "A question, brother mine. Would you prefer truth on things or topics to simply not be discussed?"