Hm... Breathing normally was probably a good, sensible idea. Unlike the vigorous nod and a moment of holding said breath simply because today was just a lot and sometimes you forgot to do normal things like that. It’s only for a moment, before she was talking to him again and... suggesting that they continue searching.
Again, a sensible idea.
And given the rather quick threat of decking him, he wasn’t about to point out that splitting up to cover more ground and meet up again on a certain part of the beach later was the original plan. He does, however, start walking after her clumsily... just beyond arm’s reach.
What? Llewellyn knew that sometimes he said things and it pissed people off. For all he knew, he could accidentally say Magdalena now that it was in his head and that would be it. Even responding came out overly thoughtful and slow, like he was making the attempt to make sure he called her Magda. “Uh— Magda, then. I’d say it’s nice to meet you, but I don’t think anything about our situation could be called nice, right?”
The teen glanced at the ocean a moment later, his bag. Definitely something he’d been hoping to find washed up on shore. “Yeah, I had a lot of snacks? You know, just in case—” Just in case what? Their plane crashed into the ocean and they suddenly needed food on a deserted island? “In case I got hungry.” He finished lamely, though not untruthfully. He got hungry a lot, and it was something of a problem.
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Again, a sensible idea.
And given the rather quick threat of decking him, he wasn’t about to point out that splitting up to cover more ground and meet up again on a certain part of the beach later was the original plan. He does, however, start walking after her clumsily... just beyond arm’s reach.
What? Llewellyn knew that sometimes he said things and it pissed people off. For all he knew, he could accidentally say Magdalena now that it was in his head and that would be it. Even responding came out overly thoughtful and slow, like he was making the attempt to make sure he called her Magda. “Uh— Magda, then. I’d say it’s nice to meet you, but I don’t think anything about our situation could be called nice, right?”
The teen glanced at the ocean a moment later, his bag. Definitely something he’d been hoping to find washed up on shore. “Yeah, I had a lot of snacks? You know, just in case—” Just in case what? Their plane crashed into the ocean and they suddenly needed food on a deserted island? “In case I got hungry.” He finished lamely, though not untruthfully. He got hungry a lot, and it was something of a problem.