Otatso Wetlands You can pay uncle sam with the overtime

She thinks a bit about how much she would be willing to tell this strange girl with the lisp. Was she asking for directions? Or was it well-intentioned? I'm not sure, is what she lands on, giving a light shrug of her shoulders. I don't really know much about the waterways, yanno? S'why I'm scouting. At that, a dry chuckle.
She decides to weave between the trees and circle back to where the family of mallards were, but they're long gone by now. Disappointing, somewhat.
So, she swivels her head back in the direction of the girl. you live, like, wayyyy up north, right? You like it? Not that I'm looking to move, just, uh, curious, I guess. Because since when was curiosity a crime?