<span style='color:blue'>I gladly gather her parts. She builds it, and my brother, well, he keeps track of things.</span> She said putting her paw upon a small rock and looking it over.
Vyjats sighed quietly. I guess it wasn't such a good subject change, he thought to himself, quite disappointed. "What kind of... Things", he said slowly, a tone of lack understanding in his voice. He thought about trying to change the subject again, this time a better change, but he decided it won't be very polite. So he will just keep talking about machina, untill he can find a breach to change the subject. He definitely hoped there would be one.
"<span style='color:blue'>The blueprints, parts, and anything else my mother makes him do</span>" she said
"Oh...", he said with an understanding tone, though he had comletely no idea what blueprints are. He felt stupid. "So... I'm cold", he said, stating the obvious. He was sure Telea was cold too. He straightened his arms towards the fire, warming his paws, and sighed, annoyed. Why I'm not leaving?!, he thought, can't find any reason for him to stay here. He just wanted to go home, and go to sleep until the morning. He wasn't even aware of the time in this dark cave. He sighed again.
