Figures. It couldn't be as simple as the hotel actually sebding someone only a few minutes later than expected, could it? Perhaps they got the time wrong. Or the place wrong, even if as far as Cris knew, hers was the only cabin this close to the lake. Or maybe there had been some other accident and they didn't know how to send word... who could tell?
"Ah, sorry-" Cris shook her head to Lin, half in greeting, half in apology. "It's german, many people in the village speak it instead of English."
(Of course being a technological disaster as she was, Cris had preferred dusting off her memories of german from university than trust a speech-comm translator, particularly after that time a very angry german guy whipped around demanding to know what did she say about his mother when the query in the translator should have been addressed to a farmer and asking about the price of apples. No thanks, better get back her old grammar studybooks from her days at OmniSorbonne...)
"You see, this lady", she gestured toward Lizbeth "was waiting someone from the hotel to pick her up and when I saw you running this way I thought you might be the person she was waiting for..."
Of course that left open the question as to what, then, she was doing there; maybe just trekking, or she was one of the people who wanted to ice skate on the lake... but tgere'd be tine to figure it out as there now seemed to be an emergency at hand, and Cris rushed toward John and Esmeralda thinking they must have had an accident in the woods.
"Ah, sorry-" Cris shook her head to Lin, half in greeting, half in apology. "It's german, many people in the village speak it instead of English."
(Of course being a technological disaster as she was, Cris had preferred dusting off her memories of german from university than trust a speech-comm translator, particularly after that time a very angry german guy whipped around demanding to know what did she say about his mother when the query in the translator should have been addressed to a farmer and asking about the price of apples. No thanks, better get back her old grammar studybooks from her days at OmniSorbonne...)
"You see, this lady", she gestured toward Lizbeth "was waiting someone from the hotel to pick her up and when I saw you running this way I thought you might be the person she was waiting for..."
Of course that left open the question as to what, then, she was doing there; maybe just trekking, or she was one of the people who wanted to ice skate on the lake... but tgere'd be tine to figure it out as there now seemed to be an emergency at hand, and Cris rushed toward John and Esmeralda thinking they must have had an accident in the woods.
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