Love thy enemy (Talenny)

Chapter 2: momentary truce

Talon:

I sat in a corner while Penny paced up and down the length of the room rubbing her arms, trying to figure a way out of this mess.

The only light was coming from above where we fell in. I pulled my knees closer together and shivered. Ireland in winter is a nightmare.

"Do you plan on sitting there until we eventually die?"

"Relax Penny. I'm helping by conserving energy."

"Oh really? What about those rocket boots you're wearing?"

"They only work when dry. And I've been running in sheep muck."

She rolled her eyes at me. "You could at least try." She replied, teeth clattering as she shivered.

I got up reluctantly and activated the rockets. It gave a few stuttering bursts, pushing me up a few feet and then giving in completely.

"See? Moist rockets means no flight." I said and sat down again.

I patted a place next to me. She looked at me sceptically, then stubbornly plopped herself down against the wall on the opposite side of the room.

"Penny..."

"What?"

"Alright, let's call it a momentary truce."

"What are you saying?"

"Penny, we're at least twelve hundred feet below the castle. If we don't die of thirst or hunger first, it's going to be hypothermia. I'm saying that we should stick together for heat."

Penny took a moment to think, then she nodded. She got up and came to sit next to me, hesitantly wriggling herself closer.

I put an arm around her unsurely and pulled her closer to me. We shivered a little less and I have to admit, I didn't mind having her so close. Penny smelled really nice.

"Say, while we're having this truce, why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"

"Don't push your luck, Talon."

"It's not like we have anything better to do, Pen."

"Alright, what do you suggest?"

I thought about it. "Here's the deal. We don't speak of our missions or agencies. Just plain icebreaker questions."

"Fair enough."