all that glitters

      “I’m not sure how good of company I’ll be.” Saskia mumbled at the other, dead eyes staring straight on. It’d been a solid two days and that she was sure sleep had only come to her for two hours. Spending most of her time working, excessively at that, it left little time to take care of herself and it showed.

      When she’d called out the woman’s name, Saskia hadn’t had much of a plan, but it was out and the blonde was turning towards her. Fatigue had the German born chemist’s mind feeling far off in the distance. “I can’t even remember what I meant to ask you. Sorry for wasting your time.”

      “No, I am a chemist.” She replied tiredly, placing the box she held in her hand on the ground and lifting them up. If he was so interested in the contents, she’d let him inspect them himself. “It’s junk to you, but it actually necessary to what I am doing, but if you think you are doing much better with glass containers for measuring, be my guest.”