[ She's awake when he walks in, but his entrance still startles her. Mostly because she forgets how goddamn huge he is a lot. Someday she'll get used to that...
She can't sit up, really, but she does turn her head to look at him, blinking. At first she's only looking at him, but then her gaze falls to the carving he's holding. Her brows knit, and she looks back up at his face questioningly. ]
[ action, afternoon july 15th ]
She can't sit up, really, but she does turn her head to look at him, blinking. At first she's only looking at him, but then her gaze falls to the carving he's holding. Her brows knit, and she looks back up at his face questioningly. ]
Jacob...? [ ... is that for her? ]