[It’s precisely when there’s time to socialize that Aloy disappears—-it’s probably not hard to guess that she’s done it on purpose, not necessarily wanting to make herself available for smalltalk or campfire games. She’s been marked as the Hermit for a reason, and it’s apparent when she slips away with little fanfare.
That said, she’s just spent the day educating the rest of the group, so it’s no surprise that she hears Carl coming. For a moment, she tenses, as if expecting an unwelcome visitor, but she seems to relax a little when she realizes he’s one of their number.]
Oh, uh. Sure.
[There’s plenty of space, so she doesn’t really need to make room, but she scoots anyway, more reflex than anything else. Still, it’s clear that she’s not quite sure what to do, socially, and there’s a half beat of awkward silence, as if she’s waiting for him to ask her for something.]
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That said, she’s just spent the day educating the rest of the group, so it’s no surprise that she hears Carl coming. For a moment, she tenses, as if expecting an unwelcome visitor, but she seems to relax a little when she realizes he’s one of their number.]
Oh, uh. Sure.
[There’s plenty of space, so she doesn’t really need to make room, but she scoots anyway, more reflex than anything else. Still, it’s clear that she’s not quite sure what to do, socially, and there’s a half beat of awkward silence, as if she’s waiting for him to ask her for something.]
Campfire too much?