[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cca78e]Giosue Zino[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/3o6Zt2bcxvpiTQpZio/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Main House<-Mill
[b]Skills: N/A[/b][/center][hr]
Gio didn't know what it was with George, but there was just something about him that seemed to drain away any joviality a situation contained. He had read about phenomena known as black holes, the remains of dead stars bundled so tightly together that they drew everything into their center never to be seen again. Even light was not able to escape its grasp. George was kind of like that, but for positive emotions. Even when he tried to make a joke, it somehow brought the mood down. How Nancy was able to act her usual chipper self around him, he would never know.

Leaving the Fun Sponge to clean up, Gio traversed the mill, carefully stepping over any low obstacles that may have presented themselves and walking around those that were too large to do so. They certainly didn't utilize the building very often, it was in dire need of serious organization, but he knew that even in a time loop, there were so many things that needed doing, that something as low on the priority list as a bit of Spring Cleaning (actual season notwithstanding) would never get done, even if it would do everyone some good. 

Actually, perhaps he should have the new Paradoxes handle it. They were all very unused to the situation they found themselves in. Perhaps having them do something as mundane as cleaning the place up would better acclimate them to their current circumstances. And it would help them start working as a team, rather than thinking of themselves as alone in a batch of strangers. He'd have to remember to bring this up later, without the idea being buried behind all the other things that needed doing within the next few hours.

Gio grabbed 3 shovels and made his back back to the entrance. He still wasn't entirely convinced that she wouldn't just get bored and/or tired after a few minutes and actually help as she claimed that she would, but he would give her the benefit of the doubt. Speaking of which, he handed one to his fellow emendator before starting to leave the mill.

[color=cca78e]"I'll find a suitable burial place. You can catch up once you finish with your business,"[/color] he told George, looking at him out of the corner of his eye. The Watch left the third shovel nearby so that it could be grabbed once he was done getting clean. No need to stand around and wait for him to finish washing up. George was a big boy who could figure out where Gio had gone. It was just far more efficient to go about things this way.