>>20049249Cactus points to her hair with her right hand, and as she moves her hand away her middle three fingers close, and her pinkie and thumb extend with a short wiggle of her wrist. 'Blonde'.
The fingers of her right hand are straight up, and slightly spread. She moves her thumb to touch her chin and then to her chest. 'Woman'.
>[Chad is... stunned. The creature means Priscilla.]With the index and middle finger of his right hand, Chad moves them back and forth as he raises them higher, and he mouths the word: 'Upstairs'.
His hand is splayed, and he touches his thumb to his pinkie and then to his pointer. 'Sixty-nine'.
A huge grin forms on Cactus' face, threatening to tear her cheeks open. With her right-hand fingers together in a flat palm, Cactus touches her middle finger to the tip of her chin, letting her hand fall away from her. 'Thank you.'
Chad is deadly still, daring not move a muscle as Cactus hunches over once more. With a wide-eyed, small sniff in his direction, she smiles softly and shambles past him into the stairwell.
