(Haha that's good insight to have. I can't remember if this coulle had a last name or not so I just came up with something on the spot.)<br/><br/>Del chuckled. "Yes I am. I'm just glad I don't have to look after you to that degree... well, ever." She came over and kissed his head before checking on the goose egg she'd healed. "Better? Doesn't hurt now?" She checked, wanting to make sure that was all squared away and not an issue anymore. Thay was went Lydia started to hiccup and cry, prompting Del to look down at her. She then hoisted her daughter up to rest on her shoulder and patted her back. "Oh Lydia, you have to slow down when you eat. You'll learn that one day."<br/><br/>The woman clearly didn't like that option either, but seeing as she had no car, no phone and no other options, she reluctantly got into the car. "How much further is Portage exactly? I'm sorry, it's just... really urgent that I get there." She climbed into the backseat and watched the two men get back into the car only to turn around and go back the way they'd just come from. "And well, thank you for stopping. I'm Scarlett Hartley."