The offered hand was unexpected.  Amuné was touched that the man would make a show of trust like that, but after a moment of hesitation she shook her head, looking guilty.  Even if he was okay with the idea, she was still uncomfortable with contact with someone she hardly knew.  "Thanks, but...I'd rather not."

The girl headed for where the ivy grew, trying to answer Cain's question along the way.  "Ms. Primm?  Um...lunch is over by now, so not really.  She might be at the admin building...or the school."  She paused upon reaching the wall, one hand grasping the ivy.  "Ah...visitors use the front entrance, but if I do, I'll get in trouble.  I'm not really supposed to be outside the walls."  She chewed her lip, looking conflicted.  "I mean, you /could/ come this way, but...I don't want you getting in trouble either."

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