[ Hey, Joel. Ellie is in the doorway, arms crossed, dressed as she was when he last saw her. She's trying to adopt an unimpressed, fatigued expression, but there's definitive concern there that he'll pick up on. ]
Nobody's here. [ She shrugs, pushing off from the threshold where she'd been leaning. ] I checked the place. But...it, uh...feels like somebody lives here.
[ Not just because there is food and it looks lived-in, but because it just gives off that impression, somehow. In a funky way that she can't quite articulate. Ellie frowns, staring past him at the fridge. ]
cabins
[ Hey, Joel. Ellie is in the doorway, arms crossed, dressed as she was when he last saw her. She's trying to adopt an unimpressed, fatigued expression, but there's definitive concern there that he'll pick up on. ]
Nobody's here. [ She shrugs, pushing off from the threshold where she'd been leaning. ] I checked the place. But...it, uh...feels like somebody lives here.
[ Not just because there is food and it looks lived-in, but because it just gives off that impression, somehow. In a funky way that she can't quite articulate. Ellie frowns, staring past him at the fridge. ]
...Know what I mean?