"Hi Tommy." Mara smiled a little. His eyes were unusually bright, almost a liquid brown, and reminded her of something, but she couldn't put her finger on it. "I'm Mara. I'm with Faith. I...get overwhelmed a lot. You could say the universe has me in a perpetual state of TMI.

She trailed him back to the bow gladly. "Thank you. It won't be necessary. Most girls could just tell them to go away. I'm...not good at confrontation."

Orrie bumbled to a stop a few feet away and landed rump-over-nose. She got up and shook herself off. Meant to do that! She waggled up to Mara and Tommy and then plopped her ball at his feet.

Mara watched what he was doing quietly. "I want to carve kelp leaves in it," she admitted. "That's what I do. I make things look nicer. Not much use out here, I know. Though...I bet I could help you make arrows."