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That was a nice way to look at things. Her way! So the smile that followed his words wasn't on her face just because he'd stated the obvious, but because she'd thought about it seconds ago. She liked him. If he was capable to laugh at his misfortunes, at least when it came to this small one with the turban, then he was a cool kid. "Exactly," she said, the smile still there.
Soon enough, the Professor was giving out instructions about the reason for them being out here. And her smile widened. Her restlessness came in handy here, because she loved keeping herself busy and...this definitely counted as keeping oneself busy.
Hmmm? Her gaze turned away from the Professor and landed on Spike as he said her name. Then the question was registered in her ears. "Of course!" she said, nodding at once, "Come, let's start!" she knew very little about building stuff, but she was good at Charms...and it became clear he wasn't when he was presented with the idea of sticking the turban to his head. She moved towards the pile of...everything, and then eyed him again, "You'll need to take the turban off as this is built, might serve more as a distraction than entertainment," something to consider, since she needed him with a wand instead of both hands on his head.
Yay! He had a partner...and she was as eager to start building as he was. Awesomeness. He pushed his billowy sleeves up, in preparation for the task. Except, they were being as much of a nuisance as his turban with their silky icky fabric, and promptly fell back down to his wrists. With a sigh, he started rolling them up properly.
His turban? He looked up to Kate from his sleeve rolling, and it promptly fell back over his eyes. Point taken. It would definitely inconvenience wagon building. "Good point," he said, finishing rolling up his second sleeve, before putting his turban to one side. His head suddenly felt a lot free-er, and he shook his curls lightly, puffing them back up to their usually unruly mess.
Grin.
"So, we need wood." And Spike being Spike, this meant running to go get it manually. Wands were risky and only used on occasion. Hands were trusted. Unless Kate wanted to levitate it, of course.
"How big do you think? Two planks across the bottom, or three?" He tilted his head thoughtfully. "Three would be stronger, as there'd be less force on a single central joint. But it'd be heavier to pull too..."