Or Maybe It Doesn’t?
The next day, Aria woke up, as she always did, at exactly Wake Up time. She rolled out of bed and went about her morning stretches to quickly get rid of the sleepiness. It was going to be another hectic day and the earlier that they could get to work the better. They better return things to the normal schedule once that ship has been completely cleared away. They can't possibly make this permanent. The fact that even if they did, there wasn't going to be anyone to say that it wasn't fair didn’t exactly help her mindset.
Depressing thought for the day achieved, she made her way to her brother's room. Unlike last night, he was still fast asleep. She went through the motions, waking him up and then ordering him to get ready. In about ten minutes flat the two of them were ready and heading for the hall to meet up with Daisy.
The morning passed surprisingly normally with them somehow avoiding the topic of the door. Still, the fact that they had yet to reveal the information to the rest of the camp continued to trouble Aria. If the occasional stolen glances in the direction of the door by both Harry and Daisy were any indication, Aria wasn't the only one thinking about it. They had gotten a surprising amount done that morning, chipping away at the spaceship that was now starting to have noticeable chunks missing as they had cleared away almost a quarter of the massive ship.
Soon they were heading for lunch.
The trio began their meal in silence. For the first few minutes there was silence. Aria could almost feel the awkwardness radiating off of everyone at the table as they poked at the bland slop that they had to eat. Both Harry and Daisy seemed to be waiting for the other to make a move and Aria wasn't thrilled to be the one starting the conversation either. This is going to be a long meal if someone doesn't speak up. Maybe I should. The tension has been building since morning and someone has to let it out.
Aria continued to eat silently for a while longer. She could see Harry's face slowly taking on a more determined look as he started to take deep breaths. He was clearly steeling himself to be the one to break the ice. But several minutes later, Harry had still not uttered a word and was looking at Daisy who was mirroring his look. After a few minutes of that, Aria decided enough was enough.
"So... why are you two quiet today?" began Aria, keeping her tone as casual as she could manage," something bothering you?"
"Umm....naa...," began Harry but Daisy gave him a stern look.
"You're really going to make me do it?" asked Harry. Aria bit back a comment as Daisy gave him one of the largest smiles that Aria had seen on the girl. Predictably, he crumpled like a punctured air lock.
"Fine...so the...the door," began Harry.
"And what about it?" prompted Aria.
"The door," tried Harry again.
"Come on. Spill," said Aria," it can't be that hard to say."
"Well...um so we never told anyone about the...," he said trailing off into a series of gestures.
"Yes...I guess we'll tell them tonight or tomorrow morning if you two are planning on pulling that late night stunt again," said Aria, giving them what she hoped was a reassuring smile.
"Yaa...about that.... that’s what I wanted to talk about," said Harry.
"So stop beating around the bush and tell me what you want to say," said Aria, keeping her voice gentle but stern.