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Io stared blankly at the sky as the woman spoke. A smile crept past the woman's maw and she again spoke, 'Oh, I have no intentions of becoming lazy'. And with that she arose. The other woman had already gone, it didn't matter. Io didn't assume that that was a particularly bad mood. Her own mother had been like that, so her actions led Io to believe that that may have been in fact a good mood.
Either way it didn't matter to the Polish woman, who made her way away from the caves. There was no point in returning home when Sarajevo was working, it would be better to go and forage. Maybe find someone more willing to aid her in her search for food. The woman pulled her satchel further up onto her shoulder and let her legs take her elsewhere. She had no destination, as of yet. She would go whereever she found herself being taken. She supposed she would find somewhere to gather supplies.
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