And strangely enough, it wasn't awkward.
Maybe because we'd both run out of energy.
Maybe because after everything that happened today, silence felt easier than conversation.
On the screen a female whale was giving birth.
I nearly dropped a berry.
"Well that's horrifying."
Lena snorted softly beside me.
"She's literally creating life."
"Which is the scariest thing to do in any species."
I pointed at the television.
"Plus, that thing is the size of a truck."
The newborn calf appeared on the screen.
The narrator immediately launched into an explanation about how several females from the pod had gathered around the mother to protect her and help keep the calf at the surface until it managed its first breath.
My attention drifted from the television to Lena.
Big mistake.
Because
