[Barbara's concerned the moment she gets a proper look at the boy - he's so frail - and then he starts speaking, and her blood runs cold.
Oh God. What does she even say? How does she even -
She bites her lip, for a moment, before forging on ahead, voice soft.]
It's not, I promise. And it's safe, from what I can tell. [And it feels safe - or right, at least - but she's not sure how to say that.] But we should still be careful.
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Oh God. What does she even say? How does she even -
She bites her lip, for a moment, before forging on ahead, voice soft.]
It's not, I promise. And it's safe, from what I can tell. [And it feels safe - or right, at least - but she's not sure how to say that.] But we should still be careful.