08-26-2008, 11:36 AM
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This distraction was good; it was working. She even managed to look quizzical when the name "Squirk" was tossed in her direction, and she caught it deftly and turned it over her mind before looking to him for the answers she sought. She couldn't see anybody else with them, but maybe Squirk was his brother or something that he needed to protect. Or maybe Squirk was an inanimate object, a pet rock or something akin to it. In any case, it would probably be rude to ask who he was, in case he was some kind of imaginary friend that Talitha was unable to see (she was guilty of having had an imaginary friend in Dahlia de Mai that had disappeared by the time Andrezej was done with her) and therefore a perfect opportunity for offense to be taken. Okay, she said, opting for the more neutral answer that revealed nothing.
This distraction was good; it was working. She even managed to look quizzical when the name "Squirk" was tossed in her direction, and she caught it deftly and turned it over her mind before looking to him for the answers she sought. She couldn't see anybody else with them, but maybe Squirk was his brother or something that he needed to protect. Or maybe Squirk was an inanimate object, a pet rock or something akin to it. In any case, it would probably be rude to ask who he was, in case he was some kind of imaginary friend that Talitha was unable to see (she was guilty of having had an imaginary friend in Dahlia de Mai that had disappeared by the time Andrezej was done with her) and therefore a perfect opportunity for offense to be taken. Okay, she said, opting for the more neutral answer that revealed nothing.
As for a good place to find food, well, one could argue that Inferni wasn't the best of places for food. Coyotes lived off of things from the sea and sometimes they stole. A lot of times, they hunted in the forest, and that was the exact direction in which she turned. The animals like the trees more. It was probably an amazing change on her part; she didn't sound broken anymore, at least not for the moment. She sounded as if purpose flooded her at all angles, as if God was leading her properly once more and wasn't letting the Devil penetrate her paper thing defenses. She smiled a little at Sirius, speaking softly as she did: We need to get to the forest before we'll find more than mice.