Just as soon as they've made camp and eaten, Eleven made a point of seeking out Fox again. As expected, he found him poring over his notes.
"Hendrik agreed," he said with a smile in way of greeting, then gave his own journal a wave. "And I came up with an idea for mine, whenever you're ready- and not busy, of course."
Tattoo~
"Hendrik agreed," he said with a smile in way of greeting, then gave his own journal a wave. "And I came up with an idea for mine, whenever you're ready- and not busy, of course."