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[split_the_world]

[people watching, picking at a sandwich.]

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[master_troven]

[Sits next to her and tries to see what she's looking at.]

Do you want the pickle?

[split_the_world]

[Guy in a suit. She thought he was watching her but didn't sense anything wrong. Still, she's keeping her eyes on him.]


No. Do you want it?

[master_troven]

[The pickle is now purloined. He notices the gentleman and marks him mentally.]

Something wrong with the sandwich? I can yell at the cook if there is.

[split_the_world]

No, it's delicious. I'm just adjusting, I guess.

[master_troven]

To what? [He asks this only because he doesn't want to make assumptions. There are a hundred different things that he could think of, but it's best to let her tell him if she wished.]

[split_the_world]

Staying in one place for a while.

[master_troven]

Ahh! I can see how that is. You'll get used to it, but if you'd like, I can show you a few bolt holes around here.

[He knows she would want at times to hide from things and yet she wants to stay here as well. If she had a safe place to hide, perhaps that would help.]

[split_the_world]

[Now he has her full attention. She turns to look up at him, guy in the suit forgotten. He was just there for lunch and is now leaving.]

Really?

[That would be helpful. She still had moments where she just didn't want to be bothered. A place to hide would be nice and probably soon after filled with blankets and anything Charlie'd think of to make it comfortable.]

[master_troven]

Yes. Really. [He smiles at her.] This place is rattling around with all sorts of hidden things. There's even a hidden passage way or two. But I'll leave those for you to discover.