[and what is home to him? Where does he even live? She feels ashamed that she doesn't know. Doesn't even know who his friends are. Other than everyone he meets and some he shouldn't meet.
Perhaps if they --perhaps when they return she will-- No she will have to. This all over again and explain to her-- their familia somehow. But so long as she doesn't care, they won't. So it's a goal to work toward.
She realizes dimly that Hector said something, though what it was she has no idea. She hums to say that she's heard and sweeps in, grunting at the mud she trails behind her, to dump water into the tub. It will take at least a couple more trips before it is satisfyingly full and she lugs the pails in silence, feeling an odd sort of birdlike nostalgia that she tries to keep down before it rises in her chest. Nothing belongs there.
And then finally there's enough.]
Ay de mi. I need to find a way to get here without bringing half of it with me.
[he takes off her boots, setting them by the door. Then, approaches the tub and starts to undo the buttons on the back of her dress. She freezes as she remembers that Hector is there and then keeps going. What does it matter? He's seen her with more than she's had right now when they were married and there's nothing attractive about an esqueleto without clothes on.
Also this button is not coming undone and she can't turn her hands to get it]
12/18 6pm
Perhaps if they --perhaps when they return she will-- No she will have to. This all over again and explain to her-- their familia somehow. But so long as she doesn't care, they won't. So it's a goal to work toward.
She realizes dimly that Hector said something, though what it was she has no idea. She hums to say that she's heard and sweeps in, grunting at the mud she trails behind her, to dump water into the tub. It will take at least a couple more trips before it is satisfyingly full and she lugs the pails in silence, feeling an odd sort of birdlike nostalgia that she tries to keep down before it rises in her chest. Nothing belongs there.
And then finally there's enough.]
Ay de mi. I need to find a way to get here without bringing half of it with me.
[he takes off her boots, setting them by the door. Then, approaches the tub and starts to undo the buttons on the back of her dress. She freezes as she remembers that Hector is there and then keeps going. What does it matter? He's seen her with more than she's had right now when they were married and there's nothing attractive about an esqueleto without clothes on.
Also this button is not coming undone and she can't turn her hands to get it]
Get that one, will you? It's stuck.