"But they've got to be the thicker ones," she said to clarify. There were other palm leaves about that were the shredded type, and that wouldn't do at all if he wanted something to weigh down the roof. They were good, however, to allow for circulation in a shelter. She grinned broadly, happy that she was able to help with someone's shelter instead of being the one always in need. Martha was good at a lot of things, but building a shelter from scratch was not one of them.
"So what did you do before this," she asked with her arms up to indicate the paradise around them. "I mean, were you a professional shelter builder because that's some top notch work." There were only a few shelters that were actually really great. Hers was one thanks to Cisco and Barry, along with Cisco, Barry, and Ray. She hadn't yet seen what the other shelters looked like up close. She imagined he did something with his hands. He seemed handy like that. Or was he a model that pretended to do things with his hands because Martha couldn't help but notice that he was good looking as well. She laughed internally at the idea that only the really good looking people were asked to come to stay in paradise.