the usefulness of this uselessness
06-22-2024, 03:09 AM
Cutlass stills as Modesty begins to speak, listening dutifully. he considers her statement carefully, humming in thought as he spins his half-made basket around in a little circle. value. he'd thought this a simple crafting exercise, but his mother's words shed an entirely new light on the activity. they could curry favour with these, could exchange them for goods and services, use them as tools and gifts to better their lives or endear themselves to others. it's an intriguing line of thought, one he keeps pondering as he sets his basket to the side. though it's taking shape, its structure is too fragile, the bowl curving inward in a facsimile of a circle. not something anyone would trade for. picking himself up, he moves back to the box and rummages through it, plucking up items to examine. after a few minutes, he settles on a handful of feathers and a roll of cord. returning to his project, Cutlass threads the cord through his bowl to help stabilize its inner shell, intermittently tying in feathers in alternating colours. not only does the basket gain a more circular shape, but the feathers render it more visually appealing. less...plain. lifting his head, Cutlass glances at Pythia, ensuring she's not struggling too badly. he worries for her, though he tries not to hover and coddle. she'll be a raider, after all, and their lifestyle holds its own dangers.
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