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Erik had managed to sleep for a couple of hours when Bond shook him awake to take over watch duty. He was more tired than he wanted to admit, but he should have expected it-- even running every day wasn't the same as going for a surprise swim in the ocean.
Bond settled down in the sand and to all appearances fell instantly asleep. Erik sat looking out at the water until the sound of shifting sand got his attention, and he turned to see Pam sitting down beside him.
She was more of an enigma than any of the rest of them-- and not one Erik was likely to ever unravel on his own. But he was curious, and while he doubted his ability to get much out of her, he saw no reason not to make conversation. "Glad you decided to come down after all," he said, looking at her sidelong. "Though I don't know how glad you'll be, in the end."
Bond settled down in the sand and to all appearances fell instantly asleep. Erik sat looking out at the water until the sound of shifting sand got his attention, and he turned to see Pam sitting down beside him.
She was more of an enigma than any of the rest of them-- and not one Erik was likely to ever unravel on his own. But he was curious, and while he doubted his ability to get much out of her, he saw no reason not to make conversation. "Glad you decided to come down after all," he said, looking at her sidelong. "Though I don't know how glad you'll be, in the end."
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Date: 2013-03-08 02:15 am (UTC)"You're one to talk," Pam says mildly, and smiles a little, a gleam in her eye. "I'm not, as a matter of fact," she says, lifting her arms over her head and stretching like a cat. The truth feels good. "And what makes you so special?" Pam drops her arms and gazes at him expectantly.