When Susan had carried the last box to the places marked, and had replaced what Stumpy had stolen to try and tie her up, she quickly found her way to the men who were digging and asked for permission to set her Houndour at one of the spots until they got there. The idea being that the pokemon, while not actually knowing how to burrow tunnels, could at least get a head start and make their job easier. When they got to a spot, she would move onto the next, already knowing where they all were thanks to having placed the boxes. Susan even grabbed at one of the shovels, grinning at the men who were obviously eyeing the petite girl with the suspicion that she couldn't cut it, and joined her fellow pokemon.<br/><br/>It was work. Hard work. But darn it all, hard work was one of the things Susan was good at. Digging let her muscles flex, and though only one arm was exposed thanks to the loose way she wore the robe she had been given, people could still see the golden skin shift with each movement. She was more then just in shape, she was extremely fit, and had earned every bit of it from hours of work. Digging wasn't something she had had to do often in the past bu tit came up enough that by the time she got her pace, she was keeping up with the best of the older village men easily. And Sparky made things easier. Granted, the pokemon still didn't quite get what Susan was doing, but that was fine. Sparky would learn when they eventually got back to some serious training.<br/><br/>So it probably said something that when she heard a familiar voice yelp, Susan was looking up from the current hole she was digging to spot Eleyna with a bit of worry crossing her features. The girl was someone she had only met a little while ago but so far she was also one of the few that she had been able to relate to since coming to the island. When she saw that Eleyna was fine, she relaxed. Susan had seen her eyeing the others she was apparently with and wondered what was up with that.<span style="color: orange">"Maybe I'm just being silly Sparky. I always go and mess things up, stick my foot in my mouth, and blow any chance of friends."</span>The pokemon looked up to her and wagged his tail. He probably understood what Susan was saying but Sparky was usually to cheerful to let his trainers worries bother him. Susan chuckled and then shook her head,<span style="color: orange">"It'll happen. Mark my words."</span><br/><br/>This only served to earn a bark from Sparky, who immediately went back to digging the current hole they were on with the gusto of the puppy he hadn't been for years. Susan laughed a little,<span style="color: orange">"Yeah. Don't mean I should stop tryin."</span>The petite girl set the shovel into the ground, deciding to stretch her legs with one of her breaks, and walked over to where Eleyna was, waving as she did. She'd only try for a few minutes before she got back to work, Susan promised herself.<br/><br/><span style="color: orange">"Hey, Shy girl, hows the work treating ya?"</span>She spoke softly enough so as to not interrupt the guy with the heavy hammer, choosing to lean in closer to Eleyna to be heard. Despite, or perhaps because of, the hard work she had been doing Susan somehow managed to look better then she had before. Where earlier she had been trying to pull off the robe, boots and clothing beneath with half-baked confidence, Susan had enjoyed some time getting comfortable in it. Not to mention the light seemed to work well with the sweat on her face. The petite girl would probably need another bath after subjecting herself to labor like that but she managed to pull off the beads of sweat and flashes of fit, toned caramel skin surprisingly well.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>