Confusion
Lara sat on her long coat scooping the remains of Einar's 'traditional Eskimo pudding' off her plate. She held a block of ice wrapped up in Christie's sock against her face. She placed it on the other side when she felt her cheek going numb.
'That has never happened before, Lara.' Einar said, he too devouring the remains of his pudding. 'I don't understand how the water had heated up; surely it would have evap- evaporate?'
'Evaporated, yeah.' Christie said looking at the old Eskimo. 'That's what confused me. I mean, sure the ice would melt, but surely it would evaporate because the heat was so intense. At points I could feel my skin sizzling!'
Lara looked sympathetically at Einar. 'I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything about your homes. I presume the rock is still in the tundra?'
'Ahh! Now that's where you are wrong Miss Croft.' Christie said in a mocking tone, clearly imitating the British. 'I got it here.'
She unwrapped a large cloth that was hiding the smouldering stone inside it. 'It had cooled down a lot.' She picked it up still within the cloth and placed it down in front of them. 'It's still warm, that's why I had to keep it in here. Plus I didn't want the ice to put it out completely.'
Lara poked it violently with a metal rod and it hissed angrily like a Snake being waken. 'Einar, we're here for another four days, we shall do our best to try and find out what's going on.' She looked at her cousin. 'We have that ball next week. A chance for us all to pretend we like the stuck up Aristocratic community.'
Christie laughed as Lara rolled her eyes. 'C'mon, we'll go back into the tundra and Hillary and Bryce can wait here.' Lara said smiling towards the two sleeping men. She gave Einar a hug and they both left.