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It was frustrating! Edith stumbled, yet -again- as he failed to see a bit of rubble in the darkness. Being colorblind made seeing in the dim darkness of the asylum far worse. At least that was his opinion. For all he knew, he didn't have it any worse then the other people trapped here with him. "Damn it all!" He cursed anyways and leaned against a wall. Edith cupped his face in his hands and tried to release the anger that seemed to constantly be building in him. Exhaling slowly, he rubbed his fingertips into his forehead and counted slowly to himself. "One...two...three..." No...that just wasn't going to work. With a shake of his head, Edith pushed away from the wall and carefully began to pick his way through the room. He hated the lightless rooms. He hated the poor conditions. He hated, most of all, the lack of proper equipment. He was so far behind in his work! At this rate he was going to be too old to enjoy his success when he finally achieved it! Not that anyone believed he ever would. Edith's hand fisted in anger at his side. Even his traitor parents didn't think he could accomplish his goals. Well he'd just show them! He was going to succeed! he was going to make history!

Edith attempted to focus on himself on the task at hand. The temptation to lose himself in self pity and belly aching whining was fairly strong. It was also counter productive. Edith poked through some remains of what he assumed was a bed with his toe. He supposed the springs of the old mattress could be put to use. They could hold beakers and bottles over candle flames. However, he would first need wire cutters to sever the individual coils. "And of course I don't have those." He sighed. Okay..a sigh was better then a snarl. It meant his moment of anger was passed and he was sinking back into his sullen state.

Least there were no chances of bathroom run ins or anything. He didn't want to deal with all the taller boy's mocking him. Edith shifted back a step from the mattress and glanced towards the empty doorway. Was it really worth searching these rooms? Anything that was unlocked had clearly been ransacked. This room didn't even have a door, which made it seem more likely to have been picked clean. Edith stood up and crossed over to the doorway. He leaned against it, then blinked. Was that light? Light in this darkness?

"H-hey?" He called out. Oh sure, it was probably a fool thing to call out, but Edith was at the point that, if he didn't start taking fool risks he was never going to get anywhere. Edith stepped out from the doorway and crept towards the source of the light carefully.

What..was...that? Edith found himself looking upon the source of the light. However it was no flashlight. Well, perhaps she could count as one. To Edith's eyes, the red glow emanating from her came off as a grayish light, something he was used to coming off small candles and the like. He curled his fingers into the door frame and looked up her length. She was taller then him...not surprising. He'd only met children that were his size or smaller.

For the moment, he just stared at her. So then now what? He had started this right? He had called out first, and she clearly had answered. Edith moved a hand to his tattered shirt to pull on the collar uneasily.She spoke softly but looked undeniably eerie. He glanced about himself, but found nothing at hand that he saw as possibly useful. Well, if she attacked he'd just have to run he supposed. Edith slowly stepped out from behind the door frame and muttered. "You...what are you doing around down here?"

So she wasn't going to answer his question? Edith half stepped back into the room he had been scavenging. He wanted to get out of her odd looking sight as he struggled with his own possible choices. She looked very very strange, which meant she was likely very dangerous. At the rate he was going however, he was building up nothing more then a long list of enemies. He needed to find someone to side with him at least. But...a girl? Edith placed a hand over his eyes and exhaled slowly. Well...if he got a girl on his side he supposed he could at least acknowledge there were other reasons to keep her around. Oh, who was he kidding? Edith fought the urge to laugh. The moment he introduced himself the most he could hope for was a pat on the head now and then. Stupid girls...

Carefully Edith pushed himself back around the door frame and back out into the hall. He straitened his back up, and lifted his heels a tiny bit off the floor in an attempt to make himself taller. "I..asked you first...you should answer. It's only polite..." He spoke finally.

Why was she smiling? Was it at the fact he had come out from the room? Damn it...was she a predator of sorts? She looked like she could have been one, that smile of her's had certainly seemed off putting. Edith made certain not to get too close to her now, despite the fact he was now very clearly noting some oddities about her. Well, they had been clear before when he'd first glimpsed her, but now he was able to look a bit longer upon them. Her hair did not have the same consistency...and he was having difficulty telling if she was wearing cloths...oh...Poisidon... Edith's gray eyes darted to his feet. What if she was naked? He was afraid to look closer now...but no! That was just foolish thinking...or was it wishful? No! Inwardly he shook his head. Clearly it was foolish!

Dimas had given her explanation Edith struggled to put together exactly what he was trying to do. He couldn't just -tell- her. She was a stranger and could have been a threat! Edith ran his fingers down one arm and hitched them into the material at his elbow. "I am scavenging for useful items. So I can make myself more comfortable here and better protect myself. I am small and have no skills or talents to keep myself safe, and my chosen room has no sort of lock for the door. So I come out when I think there are less creatures moving around and I'm less likely to get hurt." Well...that answered it didn't it? With a touch more truthfulness then he cared to have added in, but there you go...

"Isn't that the truth." Edith muttered sourly under his breath. The lack of good locks spoke volumes for the level of danger this place presented. Most of them were broken, and the ones that did work were all claimed by others. If only he could find a room that had everything he needed. But that wasn't too likely. With a small shake of his head he brought his gray eyes back up to look at Dimas.

"Well. I found some pieces of wood, sticks really. But nothing particularly useful. I was hoping to find something like glass bottles, or at least plastic.." Edith spread his hands in front of him in a helpless gesture. "At this point I'm just gathering anything that doesn't smell, have bad stains, or is decayed. Some new cloths would be great, and a shelf, nails...things like that. If I could find a screwdriver and hammer I could strip the broken bits I find at least. I'm not exactly good with maintenance though..I don't suppose you know anything about fixing stuff?" It didn't hurt to ask huh? With the mention made of Dimas going to shower, Edith found his cheeks warming slightly. A part of him wanted to ask if she wanted someone to stand guard while she did that...but..he knew it would be taken in the wrong way...well. That's cause it was meant exactly as it sounded. God he needed to refocus himself on his studies!

Well it was worth bringing it all up he supposed. Edith looked the female over as she would admit she knew nothing about the items he was looking for. Not too big of a surprise really. This place was sorely lacking in all sorts of useful resources. Edith ran his hands over his slightly dirtied shirt and eyed it. he supposed sewing would be useful. If she could sew, then she could mend torn garments or mesh some together to make a strong blanket or sack. But again, it all came down to resources. He had no thread or needles. He needed to find some he supposed.

"Nah. Do not apologize. I understand...but..if you want to take a shower.." He ran a hand over his chin and eyed her up and down thoughtfully. "Why don't I come with you. I can stand outside and watch while you wash. I mean..the hall. Not you." He quickly added with his hands lifting and waving before himself.

Hmph. It seemed her mind had flickered to the same thing that Edith had been hoping to avoid insinuating. Though he supposed he ought to have been tempted to try and peek right? Edith though had no desire to see Dimas naked....No consciously acknowledged desire. His gray eyes furrowed as he looked up at the girl, and he shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"There is no guarantee that it'll keep you safe, or that it locks properly. But hey. If you want to take that risk go right ahead." Edith made a small gesture with his hand out the door. "I wouldn't take too long of one though, you never know what sort of creep may be waiting for a woman to be in there. They could see it as a chance to find someone in a vulnerable state." Edith allowed his lips to curl upwards into a faint smile. "I would like to help though, surely you'd feel more secure if I stood watch? Besides...look at me." Edith made a small gesture over himself.

"You could knock me on my butt with a little push. You can't be nervous of me!"