"Briseis," Cisco repeated, letting the sound of it roll over his tongue; the foreignness of it seeming exotic to him. "I like that," he told her, looking briefly over at her as they walked. "It's pretty." Less than a minute later, they'd arrived at his shelter which, currently, was on its way to completion but stood only as two walls and change — if he counted the rock formation he was using as a back wall...as a wall.
Cisco moved to the rock where he'd left his shirt and he grabbed it, laying it out on the jungle floor and offering for her to sit, before lowering himself to the ground as well, minding the muddiest parts and sinking onto one of the drier ones. The drawback of building a rock shelter was that one had to use mud to seal the cracks and when one had to use mud in a tropical environment...one had to make mud.
Once she sat, Cisco moved a little closer to her and held his own arm out so that she could see what he was doing. "So, to turn it on — because the screen kind of fades back off again if you leave it for too long without doing anything with it, probably to save power — you just have to flick your wrist, like this," he said and demonstrated. The light on the tiny projector turned on and the Android OS home screen was projected onto the inside of his forearm. Cisco looked over at her with a little smile. "Now you try."