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Francis crossed his legs, his expression turning authoritative. "Visiting my family should not be of your concern, and from my own experience,...
"That does sound really scary," she admitted, looking up at him. "I guess you must've seen some crazy things."
"I didn't know I was supposed to share my personal business with you," he remarked, his eyebrow raised. (There's page 1 Francis!)
"Hmm, okay. Besides splinters, what was the scariest thing you've seen?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I see... Are we going to any rest stops along the way?"
"In the ER, huh? I suppose some crazy things happened in there," she said, observing a tiny spider on the tip of her finger. (It's all good!)
"How long is a while?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "If you can tell me specifics, that is."
Francis sighed. It was obvious he was frustrated. "What, then? What next?"
"Totally. My whole arm probably would have been amputated, but now I'm safe," she said, getting back to work. "Splinters are real threats, y'know?"
"I see," he said, glancing at Poppy. "What happened with Miss Burgendy?"
She grinned once it was out, expecting that it would hurt more. "Oh, cool! Thank you!" She smiled brightly at him. "I don't have to worry about...
"That's ridiculous," Francis said, shaking his head. "Did anything useful come out of that situation?"
She chuckled nervously at the sight of the knife. "Oh... I see. Ah, well, I trust you."
"A shock?" he asked, his voice probably a bit too calm. "I see. Do you have any idea why they captured us exactly?"
She watched him for a moment, her lips pursed. "Yes, but will it hurt?"
"Yeah, I think that's how to situation would go. Could you play him?) Francis sat down, his hands folding as did so. He didn't say anything, just...
"Alright," she said easily, holding out her hand for him to see. Her hands were small, and looked more fragile than they actually were, but it was...
( ;D ) "There's a splinter in my hand and I can't get it out." She sighed, bringing her hand close to her face. Her expression was that of...
"Yeah, it was... Really bad. I don't like to remember it." He stopped outside the door, opening it for her. "Here we go, then..."
"Maybe they were trying to see how people react to their fears? I honestly have no clue." He shook his head.
