Marcia watched as the girl frowned at her question with distaste. Marcia's arm was shrugged off of the girls shoulders. Marcia tried to read the girls face as she turned to face her. It was slightly difficult to read, but Marcia could see quite a bit of determination and hardness to it.<span style="font-weight: bold">"I was wandering it. Found my way here."</span>Marcia felt a smile creep across her face at this response. Her voice came out much louder than Marcia expected. This response surprised and pleased Marcia. This girl certainly was more than Marcia had expected. Something about this girl was admirable. In fact she almost reminded Marcia of when she was a little girl.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Righty then. Well my name is Marcia." </span>Marcia looked around aware of the tension around them.<span style="font-style: italic">"Well lets go see how the poor little dears are doing over there, shall we?"</span>Marcia walked back over to the others to see how they were doing. She didn't check to see if she was following though Marcia had a feeling she was.