babies making booze

She didn’t look at him very much, but he could see that she was focused on pouring the liquids. Indigo felt like he wasn’t doing a whole lot, but there wasn’t much to do beyond mix everything together. It seemed like keeping it sealed would be the most difficult part of their task. Malalia didn’t give him any hesitation in his plan of using the wax, he should have expected much in the way of suggestions. She wasn’t too much older than he was and his experiences likely were only barely less than her own.

Indy knew his way around Io’s cabin, he and his siblings were always welcome inside. So long as he stayed away from her danger garden. She had promised to go over the plants there one day, but for now the boy would respect his boundaries and only go after his intended targets. While Malalia mixed their liquids Indigo found his wax and some spare leather.

”Arright, I gotch eet.” He told her with his mouth full of said supplies as he spread them out on their picnic like place on the ground. They were almost done, and though the task was ‘easy’ the boy felt quite accomplished.