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</a><b>Name:</b><a class="link link--internal" href="http://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=64132&amp;pid=1627995#pid1627995">Melinda</a>|<b>Location:</b>Near Cabin 1<hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>The girl paused there as she looked up at the giant stranger, and unconsciously she took a small step back as her eyes darted over him, uncertain if he was a camper or counselor. He looked like someone who had every reason to be brimming with self-confidence and authority, but his words seemed almost as nervous as she felt, and at that thought, she was reminded that he had asked a question.<br/><br/>Her mouth opened slightly to answer, before realizing she didn't have the words yet.<i>Help with that... Help with...</i>"Oh!" she blurted and nudged the bag with her elbow, almost laughing at herself. She had packed light and it wasn't exactly a burden, but she stopped herself just short of refusing the offer, remembering the strange disappointment of boys at school. "It's—Sure, thanks..." She shrugged the strap off her shoulder to hand the bag off to Andre with a bit of a smile. "It's not much, but definitely closer to nothing for you," she remarked while looking him over again, before snapping herself out of it, straightening her posture and looking out toward the cabin. "I guess this one is yours, too?"