[ his dripping doubt gets a simple one-shoulder shrug from marta, like saying any more may just incriminate her. but at his befuddled helplessness she can't help but roll her eyes and laugh a little, settling her own sticks down to reach for his hands. ]
Like this.
[ she guides his hands through the motions of bundling the sticks at a single focuspoint in the center, using the various sizes to create what is essentially a stick person drawing come to life. it's a bit of a funny sight, small hands instructing much larger ones with a deftness that speaks of years of practice and tradition, but by the end of it, kovacs is left with enough of a framework that she trusts he'll be able to build upon just fine on his own. ]
You wind the thread around these points of intersection. See?
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Like this.
[ she guides his hands through the motions of bundling the sticks at a single focuspoint in the center, using the various sizes to create what is essentially a stick person drawing come to life. it's a bit of a funny sight, small hands instructing much larger ones with a deftness that speaks of years of practice and tradition, but by the end of it, kovacs is left with enough of a framework that she trusts he'll be able to build upon just fine on his own. ]
You wind the thread around these points of intersection. See?