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The Deck | Afternoon | Thursday | September 9

It was too nice a day to spend it inside, Bod decided. His one class had been easy so he'd gone into town after and picked up some pastries from the bakery. He hadn't ever had a sweet tooth before but he seemed to be gaining one now.

Miss Lupescu wouldn't be too pleased.

With that done, Bod hadn't even gone up to his room. He'd detoured onto the deck, dropped his backpack and settled into a chair to stretch out and let the sun warm his face. He could feel autumn in the air, smell it on the wind and he was anticipating it.

Summer wasn't the best season for an Englishmen especially an American summer that consisted of a huge sun and blistering temperatures. Bod would just take advantage of this nice day by lounging on the deck and eating sweets.

[Deck's open. It's really that gorgeous outside.]

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"I know and I meant you didn't have to get me anything at all," he explained with a one shouldered shrug. "I wouldn't expect anyone to get me anything expensive."

Kate rolled her eyes. "I know I don't have to get you anything," she said. "Doesn't mean I won't want to, so... Shush."

"Are you ordering me to be quiet?" he asked, laughing. "Why?"

"Because you're being dumb," she decided, amused. "And I've had a long day."

"I'm not being dumb, I'm being humble," he argued, shaking his head. "And I'm sorry you've had a long day but I don't know if that's grounds for me to be quiet."

"Being humble is being dumb," she retorted. "And that's totally grounds to be quiet. I've done nothing but talk to people all day. Mostly not even the people I was supposed to be talking to."

"So, you'd just like me to sit here and stare at the clouds?" Bod wondered, making a face. "It's not being dumb. There's nothing wrong with being humble."

"Says you." Kate rarely felt being humble got people places. And she wanted to go places.

After a pause, she added, lightly, "And you can always stare at me if the clouds aren't to your liking."

"And I might be right," he insisted, glancing over at her before slouching down in his seat and deliberately looking up at the clouds.

Of course.

Well, whatever. She could look at the clouds too. They were fairly pretty.

"You might not be."

Bod really did want to argue but she'd ordered him to be quiet so he could do that. He'd spent hours staring at the clouds before. He actually found it a fun way to pass the time.

Such a weirdo he was.

Still, Kate could do with a bit of quiet. It actually was a little tiring to be on the phone all day. She liked to talk, but when the same lines kept repeating over and over, it got a little less fun.

So, some silence was good. She stared up at the clouds, and idly wondered what it was like to be able to fly, and whether she could ask Warren to take her up there without the whole flamingo thing for incentive, and whether he could get her coffee again before he did.

And then she thought briefly of Mitchell, and then pointed up at the sky and said, "That cloud looks like an ice cream cone."

"It does," Bod said after a moment, quieter than he'd been before. He didn't say anything else besides the agreement and he kept his eyes on that ice cream cone shaped cloud.

So, he sighed instead, eyes flicking back and forth along the fluffiness of some misshapen clouds.

Kate couldn't keep quiet anymore. She could keep looking at the clouds, but she couldn't shut up. Not right now, anyway.

"And that one's totally a kitten," she decided, pointing at another cloud. "So that one next to it is probably a ball of yarn that's been ripped to shreds."

All right, now Bod was going to pull his eyes from the clouds to glance at her. He'd never known she had such an interest in clouds and it was almost amusing.

He still didn't say anything but he'd ended up smiling now.

She didn't, really, but she'd take a keen interest in anything that wasn't worrying her, right now. The sky was easily accessible, and didn't require her thoughts to stay inside her head.

"And there's one that looks like... cotton candy."

Most clouds looked like cotton candy. Whatever.

Bod wasn't looking at the clouds at all anymore. His chin was resting in his hand and was frowning a little now.

"Kate?"

"What?" she asked, raising her eyebrows as she turned to look at him. "It totally looks like cotton candy."

[Good niiight!]

"No, I wasn't going to argue that," he explained, shaking his head. "Is everything all right?"

[Good night! Sleep well!]

"Yeah." Somehow she managed not to look surprised by how smooth and convincing that came out. Maybe it helped that she really had no idea how to express just what was wrong. "Everything's peachy."

Even if it had come out smooth and convincing, Bod wasn't completely satisfied with the answer. Having her tell him to be quiet only so she could talk about clouds was just...strange.

"Is it?" he asked, still frowning somewhat. "I haven't known you ever to want me to be quiet so we could talk about clouds before."

"I just shushed you for fun," Kate argued, lightly. Nothing to get upset about. "And the clouds turned out to be more interesting than I thought."

"So, you didn't really want me to be quiet?" Bod asked, proving that he could be easily confused by what was joking and what was not. Sometimes, it was just too hard to tell.

"Well, for a moment I kinda did?" Then it just turned out she couldn't handle it. "So you'd change the subject."

"Oh." Bod paused, going back over the subject he'd been on before she'd told him to shush. Of course, he couldn't see anything wrong with saying he was humble but he knew not everyone thought like he did.

"I didn't realize anything was really wrong with that subject," he said apologetically.

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