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She was genuinely surprised to hear the woman's gentle voice. Most trespassers could expect harsher tones than her casual greeting — well, it was not entirely casual. She could hear the sting in the woman's voice. She kept her guard up regardless, looking the pale woman over.

I don't, Orson said. She did not use her Scottish accent, settling instead on something more common to this area. I was trying to escape the rain, the rain had not come yet at all — there was every chance that the rain clouds were just passing through and would not release over Teekon Wilds. Sorry for bumbling in,