A girl stood alone, staring far out into the distance. After a moment, she sighed, sat down on a nearby rock and pulled out an apple from the pouch at her side. Taking a large bite, she resumed her staring and began to think back to a few days earlier.
"No, Signý. I already told you that. Now just, eat!" her brother shouted in frustration. Sulking, Signý looked down at the plate in front of her. On it was a small slab of cheese, a slice of bread, and a few chunks of meat. She looked at her brother's and saw even less. Signý frowned.
"But-"
"No buts!" he interrupted.
She glared at him, "Listen to me! If I could just work like you, we'd have more money to buy things we need to, you know, survive. You work all day, and yet you barely sleep and barely have anything to eat! Agnes says that I could work at the Vortex, that's not dangerous!"
Jaw set and eyes closed, Tyr shook his head, "No," he said firmly.
She scowled at him, "Fine."
He sighed, "Thank you…" He stood up to grab a pitcher off the counter near the sink. When his back was turned, Signý pushed some of her food onto his plate and ate the rest.
"I'm done," she announced, dropping her plate into the sink basin, "I'm going to my room. I'll start repairing your boots, I noticed there were some holes on the bottom."
Tyr nodded, "Thanks, sis." He paused and she waited, thinking he may have changed his mind. Finally, he sighed and shook his head.
"I have some more work to do. I promised Nate I'd help him in the store tonight," he told her, "I'll be back later."
She nodded, "Yeah, fine."
"See ya," Tyr said as he left the house. Signý kept silent.
"Yeah…see ya," she thought, and turned to go to her room.
She took another large chunk out of the apple.
"Hmm…" she murmured, "Hope I didn't steal all of his food…" Taking another minute to finish her meal, she tossed the apple core lazily over her shoulder and heaved herself off the rock.
"Well…onward," Signý breathed out loud to no one.