BEWARE LOW HANGING FRUIT
Christelle landed in the treehouse, the night sky speckled with stars that blinked in and out through fluttering leaves. Eka sat, very still, on the edge of the platform. "Eka!"
Eka turned, a blank look on her face.
Christelle stopped, studying Eka. She seemed so, uncertain? Something was off. “Are you okay?”
Eka blinked at Christelle a couple of times, then a small smile stumbled across her face. “Uh, yeah. Um, how’d the meeting go?”
Christelle watched Eka for a few moments more. Whatever was going on, she’d have to wait till Eka shared. “Yeah, well, it was kinda crazy. There must have been about 200 hundred Wakers there. And at least 20 teams.” Her hands joined in the storytelling. After all, her energy needed somewhere to go. “Then A'he started telling us t
