* Worried eyes continue to dart around, hoping to find at least some bit of explanation for what was going on. So far, nothing.
She lets out a small squeak when she hears her name and peeks waaaay up at him. *
Bertholdt! You're here, too?
Were we rounded up as we slept? * Shuffling shyly, she comes out from under the table and stands up. She pats herself down and makes sure there's nothing out of the ordinary then looks him over. *
no subject
She lets out a small squeak when she hears her name and peeks
waaaayup at him. *Bertholdt! You're here, too?
Were we rounded up as we slept? * Shuffling shyly, she comes out from under the table and stands up. She pats herself down and makes sure there's nothing out of the ordinary then looks him over. *
You're not hurt, are you?