“You should get some jewelry for yourself. I don't think you have enough.” Emery suggested, still a little pale from earlier, though she was getting a lot better.
"I'm not going to stress myself when I can ask a worker to do that." I pointed out, sitting cross legged on the bench with my phone in hand.
It had been over thirty minutes already.
Thirty minutes since we got there. And since meeting with Dale.
“What's the point of shopping if you're not going to do anything?” Emery frowned, hand on her hip.
“I'm very busy.”
“So?” She huffed. “You're not the first human to work, you know. Just buy something at least.”
To avoid listening to more of whatever she'd have to say, I hesitantly got up and left, letting my feet wander wherever it felt right.
Thirty minutes after Dale had left,
