02-18-2008, 01:32 AM
"I'm Henna," she said to Emiel. She wasn't sure why she'd given such a strange man her name, but her instincs said it was okay to trust him.
Then she heard someone else. She looked towards the speaker; a young boy, one or two years younger than herself. She smiled wearily to him. "Yes, I think I'll be okay, I've just had a rough morning. Thank you for your concern."
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