24. Love Sparkle. Lila's Pov

We were living too long and comfortable in the cave. Derek was right, we didn't have to be on guard and watching out for potential threats but still, we needed to get the hell out of this coffee dwelling. It would do me no good at all.

 The afternoon nap took a toll on me because I woke up tired, yawning miserably. Ondine was joining knots of very tiny ropes, making ends meet.

 "What are you doing?" I asked subconsciously.

 "Making a rod for fish." Her raspy voice broke my drowsiness.

 "You're going fishing?" My face lightened up.

 I was excited because when I was little, my grandpa and I set our hook and line one of the evenings where the sun had a perfect golden casting on earth, with snacks and drinks in handy, we would fish until I got exhausted.

 That memory brought nostalgic feelings and I wanted to try it again. I wanted to go fishing, perhaps, I might deem myself worthy in the group.

 "Can I go with you?" I asked excitedly.