That's lucky. [A tuck of her hair behind her ear, eyes darting to the tablet and then back to where the house assigned to her is.] Maybe we'll find someone like that soon enough.
[And stopping at a certain distance, she points at the house next on the path. She turns around, taking in the context of where it is. A little higher upstream, but near the river nonetheless. A vantage point.
A perch.] I think this is supposed to be my place.
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[And stopping at a certain distance, she points at the house next on the path. She turns around, taking in the context of where it is. A little higher upstream, but near the river nonetheless. A vantage point.
A perch.] I think this is supposed to be my place.