Obscura grinned mischievously and wrapped her arm around Gabrielle's shoulder encouragingly carrying her forward as she walked up the steps to the Wagon acknowledging both Gabrielle and Camelia with a nod of her head.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Perfect! That's exactly what I need to show Camelia and ask her about. While we are at, you can take a look and see what kind of designs you would like to have, Gabrielle. May we come in, Camelia?</span>" She said all this while taking careful, deliberate and careful steps up into the Wagon, unable to give any eye contact with Camelia that everyone else so depended on to communicate sub-text, she just did her best to play the debilitated disabled person, shuffling up the wagon with while leaning on Gabrielle's body following "her" lead while really it was Obscura doing the leading subtly, the only evidence of this irony was a small curl of her smile up on her left side of mouth, accenting her smile to indicate something was up.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>