04-05-2017, 02:31 PM
As one human after another comes onto the shore, heaving their guts into the water or ground, Ursk grows increasingly perplexed. Fragile little things. They need to drink more, strengthen their stomachs. He pulls a torch and flint out of the bags of gears and goes about the business of lighting it.
As he does so, he asks Raewyn, "Guts in knots. You be okay?"
As he does so, he asks Raewyn, "Guts in knots. You be okay?"