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[/row][/table]Mary fidgeted uncomfortably, her arms swaying back and forth, but with a small element of stiffness to them. [color=bc8dbf]"I don't really get it, but okay..."[/color] They wanted to find her caretakers? She supposed [i]some[/i] of them might still be alive...even then, calling Papa would be a better choice. But then she'd have to explain why she didn't call him right away instead of going off on her own. He might get mad. Well, he doesn't really get [i]mad[/i], but he might be all, like, displeased. So maybe it was better not to. But...if they wanted her to...but she didn't want to...then who's wants want to want when one wants want what another's wants don't want?

[color=bc8dbf]"So...Canally place, and then the ship?"[/color] She asked, trying to get a better sense of where they wanted to take her. [color=bc8dbf]"Okeydoke. I can take us there if you don't know the way."[/color]