"Not really," Fern answers, but she does shove her shoulder up against the frame to hold it in place while Herian hammers it into place. (It requires all of her slight strength, her nose wrinkled up with effort, but she doesn't complain.) "Just grew up on a farm, so, y'know--lots of odd jobs needing to get done. You learn things."
Once the frame is hammered into place, she leans away from it and gives it an experimental nudge. It's more secure now. Pleased, she turns a small smile on Herian, only for it to fall again as she realizes she's looking at a shem. She twists her lips into a little frown. "What're you doing in the alienage anyway?"
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"Not really," Fern answers, but she does shove her shoulder up against the frame to hold it in place while Herian hammers it into place. (It requires all of her slight strength, her nose wrinkled up with effort, but she doesn't complain.) "Just grew up on a farm, so, y'know--lots of odd jobs needing to get done. You learn things."
Once the frame is hammered into place, she leans away from it and gives it an experimental nudge. It's more secure now. Pleased, she turns a small smile on Herian, only for it to fall again as she realizes she's looking at a shem. She twists her lips into a little frown. "What're you doing in the alienage anyway?"