"Alright! Ready or not, here I come!" This last was addressed to the wall and, after the first few tentative taps to get the point in, Kami drew her hand back, adjusted her grip lower on the handle of the hammer, and swung hard. The heavy hits resounded through the room, covering the need for talk. It was almost as if Kami had caught Linnaea's brief expression and mood-shift and was giving the other woman time to adjust herself.
In a room with less mirrors, such a thing would have been impossible but this was Kami's room of shiny. There was a chance.
Especially when, after getting the nail a suitable distance in, Kami twisted to sit on the edge of her dresser, legs now dangling, and regarded Linnaea with the hammer outstretched. "Do you want in on the fun?" she offered. "Hitting things is good for the soul."