Darling blinks slowly. Then tries it again. First one eye squeezed shut, then the other, then opening both again. He feels a little dizzy sitting there, so maybe this man had the right idea with lying down.
So Darling lies back against the ground with a thoughtful noise. Staring up at the sky. "I know that word," he mumbles, not exactly talking to his new (old?) friend but speaking loud enough to be heard. "The first one. The not English one."
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So Darling lies back against the ground with a thoughtful noise. Staring up at the sky. "I know that word," he mumbles, not exactly talking to his new (old?) friend but speaking loud enough to be heard. "The first one. The not English one."