[Smoker had managed to calm her down a lot, as well as Kuzan, and Maribelle had managed to get her head on more that this wasn't a dream, but she was still unsure on all this. She didn't even run away from the Home this time. None of this was right.]
[And then there was someone calling about tea? The 11 year old peeked out of the dark corner she had found herself to hide in and went looking for the one that called out about tea.]
[Finding him was easy enough. Pink haired guy working over a kettle. She didn't say anything at first, just stood there near by, keeping her journal tight in her hands (it's slightly burnt looking) and watching him work. Her back to a wall]
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[And then there was someone calling about tea? The 11 year old peeked out of the dark corner she had found herself to hide in and went looking for the one that called out about tea.]
[Finding him was easy enough. Pink haired guy working over a kettle. She didn't say anything at first, just stood there near by, keeping her journal tight in her hands (it's slightly burnt looking) and watching him work. Her back to a wall]