The smooth surface of the clay tub shone like marble when the emerald flames finally died down. Nix stepped into the in-ground container, wrinkling his nose as the acrid smell emanating from the red surface. After digging out a hole one meter deep and three meters wide, Nix had spent a few hours bringing in clay to line the surface.
"We don't want to miss the meeting, Nix." Fajii watched from her perch on a nearby rock. She offered her assistance but was turned down. "Looks like a really big bathtub."
Nix shook his head slightly. "I wouldn't have put this much effort into it." He stepped out and took a seat next to the Aquarion while inspecting his own work with a critical eye.
Fajii's verticle iris's focused on him for a moment before she clasped her hands around his waist. Her reddish-brown hair had grown long in recent weeks, something that had gone unnoticed by Nix. She wore it in a single ponytail that hung just below her shoulders. "A big pot for cooking?"
