09-15-2018, 11:55 AM
Her ears flicked at the sound of voices. From the sound of it, there were only two people, speaking in some language she didn't understand. She's hesitant to walk over, unsure who they were. She was always fearful she would be recaptured, taken back to a life of serving. She couldn't risk that. But nevertheless, the female approaches as the scent of other Pitt members drift towards her, reassuring her she wouldn't be alone.
Some of the burden was lifted off her when she noticed she didn't recognize either of them, but she reminded herself that didn't mean anything. Standing beside Quill--and away from Dante--she watches them uncertainly, waiting for their reply. She wouldn't introduce herself until then.
Some of the burden was lifted off her when she noticed she didn't recognize either of them, but she reminded herself that didn't mean anything. Standing beside Quill--and away from Dante--she watches them uncertainly, waiting for their reply. She wouldn't introduce herself until then.
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