Nothing, but she wasn’t deceived by the lack of auditory feedback. One didn’t always have to hear a threat, in order to sense it. She pulled a few books together and grabbed an item off the crate beside her and got to her feet and hobbled outside with the use of her makeshift crutch. Raffi was attempting to read a book, probably because he’d seen her doing it during a lot of her spare time. A smile touched her lips. She knew the little boy idolized her and it felt nice to be held in such high regard by someone, even if he was only five. She approached him and arched one expressive eyebrow high and gave him a conspiratorial wink, “So tell me young man, have you ever been to the seaside?” “Just when you picked us up with the plane.” “Well then, since you weren’t there very long you probably didn’t get a chance to build a sand castle or go snorkeling did you?” The little boy just shook his head, his eyes big. “Well then, it’s time to rectify the situation. As you can see we have plenty of sand for castle construction.
