In that time she could have entirely cleared the area and gotten a fire started herself, but instead she alternates between angrily shoving debris aside and trying to construct a fire pit out of available rocks, and stepping out into the rain and making a circuit around and above their little hovel. The rain letting up is a little bit of are spite, and she tries to listen for anything that could possibly be him in the distance, without any luck.
When he finally does show up, she steps back and crosses her arms and just watches him. The anger's burned off into a dull irritation, but she's too tired to address it.
Instead she sighs and settles herself in front of her own fire pit and starts to arrange some of the larger pieces she's found in their shelter and stuff it with the tinder and kindling. It's a paltry amount compared to what Junkrat's hauled in, but enough to get something started.
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In that time she could have entirely cleared the area and gotten a fire started herself, but instead she alternates between angrily shoving debris aside and trying to construct a fire pit out of available rocks, and stepping out into the rain and making a circuit around and above their little hovel. The rain letting up is a little bit of are spite, and she tries to listen for anything that could possibly be him in the distance, without any luck.
When he finally does show up, she steps back and crosses her arms and just watches him. The anger's burned off into a dull irritation, but she's too tired to address it.
Instead she sighs and settles herself in front of her own fire pit and starts to arrange some of the larger pieces she's found in their shelter and stuff it with the tinder and kindling. It's a paltry amount compared to what Junkrat's hauled in, but enough to get something started.