The anatomy drawing was interesting, to say the least. Penny took the book from Elsie and moved to stand closer to the soft light still filtering through the small window. The fireplace might've been a better source of light, but she didn't dare risk taking this book near flames just yet. With her luck the edges would catch fire before she understood anything of what the book was saying.
She stared at the drawing for a long while, her eyes continually drawn back to the thing attached to the man. "How does it work?" She then asked Elsie. "If it's something that can't be helped...it just randomly happens?" The awkwardness that still lingered between the two friends proved it wasn't just a random act. Did Nemo not want it to happen with her, then? Was that why things were so tense, because it was all just some mistake?
She stared at the drawing for a long while, her eyes continually drawn back to the thing attached to the man. "How does it work?" She then asked Elsie. "If it's something that can't be helped...it just randomly happens?" The awkwardness that still lingered between the two friends proved it wasn't just a random act. Did Nemo not want it to happen with her, then? Was that why things were so tense, because it was all just some mistake?