[She follows his instructions, though she reaches both hands out to hover over his shoulders. Is he okay? She noticed that wince, and he seemed to be a little worse for wear...
But she pulls her hands back when she starts to explain, instead bringing them together in front of her as she looks down at the wet clothes.
So... you wash them separately? It seems like a hassle, but it's apparently important, as the lights will be stained. Right... she needs to remember that.
With another concerned glance at him, she slowly kneels, arms held out for balance and swaying ever so slightly, until she's comfortable enough to do this. And with that, Ariel works on separating the clothes, darks on one side and lights on the other. She occasionally makes a face, because nnngh, all of her clothes already look ruined, what with them being completely soaked with both water and detergent...
After a few minutes, though, she looks between them, and it looks like she has it done correctly. She glances up at him with a smile, then gathers the light clothes up and... well, seems to be stuck kneeling down. These are heavy, and she feels like she can't stand up correctly like this. Okay, so... something different?
She lets go of the clothes, slowly stands, then moves to start putting in the light clothes one by one. There we go. That's a lot easier than trying to move them all at once.]
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But she pulls her hands back when she starts to explain, instead bringing them together in front of her as she looks down at the wet clothes.
So... you wash them separately? It seems like a hassle, but it's apparently important, as the lights will be stained. Right... she needs to remember that.
With another concerned glance at him, she slowly kneels, arms held out for balance and swaying ever so slightly, until she's comfortable enough to do this. And with that, Ariel works on separating the clothes, darks on one side and lights on the other. She occasionally makes a face, because nnngh, all of her clothes already look ruined, what with them being completely soaked with both water and detergent...
After a few minutes, though, she looks between them, and it looks like she has it done correctly. She glances up at him with a smile, then gathers the light clothes up and... well, seems to be stuck kneeling down. These are heavy, and she feels like she can't stand up correctly like this. Okay, so... something different?
She lets go of the clothes, slowly stands, then moves to start putting in the light clothes one by one. There we go. That's a lot easier than trying to move them all at once.]