[This is one of the assignments that Shaw had dodged twice already. But it keeps doggedly showing up on her schedule, and so when it rolls around for the third time, she figures that she should take the hint in the interests of not completely failing at this whole exercise. For the sake of saving her world or whatever.
(God, this is the worst.)
So here she is, sitting at a table in the arts and crafts cabin, half-heartedly painting a rock black. She's working with one surface and one color, and somehow she's still managing to do a lackluster job.
When she finishes with Black Rock #1 and her time isn't up yet (no shit, Shaw; it's been five minutes), she figures she might as well get started on Black Rock #2, and she reaches to take another from the pile - at the exact same time as Fio is also reaching for another rock. She withdraws immediately, wordlessly waving Fio forward. Go on, kid; take your pick. You seem like you're actually having fun with this, so live your dreams.]
arts & crafts; towards the end of camp time
(God, this is the worst.)
So here she is, sitting at a table in the arts and crafts cabin, half-heartedly painting a rock black. She's working with one surface and one color, and somehow she's still managing to do a lackluster job.
When she finishes with Black Rock #1 and her time isn't up yet (no shit, Shaw; it's been five minutes), she figures she might as well get started on Black Rock #2, and she reaches to take another from the pile - at the exact same time as Fio is also reaching for another rock. She withdraws immediately, wordlessly waving Fio forward. Go on, kid; take your pick. You seem like you're actually having fun with this, so live your dreams.]