[ not moving, no. just shifting and bumping in the bag itself. sharpe lowers the sack and opens its mouth, revealing a dim interior. but even still, a few crudely formed shapes can be seen.
the bag is filled with animals. wooden animals, clearly carved by himself. they show a progression of skill, as some are better than others. some he's particularly proud of.
sharpe fishes an elephant out of the bag and holds it up to the light. sheepishly, he explains: ] You live here all alone, lass. I thought you could use a few billetmates.
[ but there are so many here! he must have been working on them for months. and now, in the wake of her outburst over the journal, this is the only gesture he can imagine making. he isn't good with words; he isn't very good with gifts, neither, having only given on his whole life before now. but the little animals lived in a box in his apartment and never ever saw the light -- perhaps they and katniss could use each other. ]
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the bag is filled with animals. wooden animals, clearly carved by himself. they show a progression of skill, as some are better than others. some he's particularly proud of.
sharpe fishes an elephant out of the bag and holds it up to the light. sheepishly, he explains: ] You live here all alone, lass. I thought you could use a few billetmates.
[ but there are so many here! he must have been working on them for months. and now, in the wake of her outburst over the journal, this is the only gesture he can imagine making. he isn't good with words; he isn't very good with gifts, neither, having only given on his whole life before now. but the little animals lived in a box in his apartment and never ever saw the light -- perhaps they and katniss could use each other. ]