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She squinted again. She knew it. So ya don't - kaykay. She shrugged, a small smirk resting softly on her girly features. She was glad she was not naive enough to believe Ingram, and somewhat disappointed. She had ranked him higher than so obviously lying about knowing things, even though it was clear for all to see he was not one to be trusted blindly. Perhaps smartness and wit would come with age, but around that time she'd be grown too. Would they be able to see each other again after this?

She did not care about his scowl and was not fazed by his rather aggressive mood swings. It actually sort of amused her - made him more dangerous to be around, and she was all for the thrills of life. Do I look like som'one that needs guidance, hm? She replied, giving a sassy flick of her tail as she followed wherever he went. I only have Arturo and my Teaghlaigh. She added honestly.

Where are yar parents? She asked him with a frown, rather concerned. Was he only with his friend? How did they get by without others? Where were they going? Far? Could he come with her?