KJDarKnight
You can make anything by writing -C.S Lewis
Faelar poked his head out from behind the blanket curtain and pointed to the door. It was easy enough to get the hint so she stood and went to the door, opening it for Gray, she smiled shyly when she saw him and opened the door wider for him to come on in. "My brother is washing up now" she explained in sign to him, now knowing he could understand her of course. It was nice that people down here did, at least some of them. She felt pretty lucky.