Short -- sorry.
What else was there for her to do? She smiled at the sky before taking a seat near one of the sparse trees on the hillside, taking in the fresh air and silence that had accumulated around her. It was nice to have time alone. It was nice to be away from Mars and the children — she'd learned to love them more than she expected over the two months they'd been alive, but even she with all her cheer couldn't handle the trio being around at every minute of every day. Getting out and about felt wonderful, albeit lonely.
It took her a moment before she realized someone was around, the scent of another on the faint breeze causing her to turn her head and look. A distance away was the source, a tan-and-grey figure with black locks that offered a chance for her to interact. She hesitated in greeting her, but eventually dragged herself up from the ground and cleared her throat. "Hola!" The word seemed strange on her tongue for a moment, as the anxiety of meeting another settled in at the pit of her stomach.
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