Doing her best to choke back her crying, Agatha finally took a few deep breaths to try and calm down enough to take back some of her rationality.  Still holding onto Serina, she listened to her suggestions about having another talk with Dolores and Serina accompanying her while they all had a drink.There was a short nod.<br/><br/>It was rather sudden when something that Serina had let slip finally registered in Agatha's mind, and she let go of her immediately before looking up. "<span style="color: #ff99cc">Wait... you what?</span>" she asked softly. She ran it through her head another time or two, shook her head, wiped her eyes, and then opened them wider. She was having a hard time believing what she heard. "<span style="color: #ff99cc">That's... um, ah... um.</span>"<br/><br/>Another deep breath, her eyes still a little swollen from the crying, and she finally sputtered, "<span style="color: #ff99cc">That's, uh... very flattering of you, by the way. Um.</span>"<br/><br/>Finally, she stood from her seat on the steps of her wagon, and sighed. "<span style="color: #ff99cc">So... how about we go talk to Dolores now?</span>" suggested the spider-gal before steadily walking in the direction of the large woman. She didn't say anything when she reached her, mostly because she didn't want to interrupt their conversation with Enzo, even though it looked like he had his sights set on the woman who thought that Agatha was a "mutant" of some kind. Ann, was her name? She couldn't quite remember.<br/><br/>- - - - - -<br/><br/>Hearing Gabrielle's short tale of where she's been this past decade, Angelo put an arm over her shoulder and gave her a bit of a rustle. "<span style="color: #b30000">Fret not, Gabby. I'm certain that Izzy's eyes will light up like one of my shows when she sees you.</span>" He continued to walk with her to the middle of the grounds. There were quite the assortment of people there by the time he'd swaggered up. Agatha had already showed up, ran off, and then came back again, there were two women talking with Enzo, and Izzy was asking about someone wanting to come into town with her.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #b30000">Ayy, Izzy! A certain someone was walking by, so I snatched her up and thought you might like to talk for a bit!</span>" He waved broadly with his signature smile. "<span style="color: #b30000">At the very least, the two of you could go into town and talk for a bit about what's been going on for the past decade, eh?</span>" Though he had noticed Gabrielle's scars, Angelo said nothing about it. He figured that  if she wanted to talk about it, she would bring it up herself when the time was right. After all, she wasn't the sort to hold much back, so long as she could express it with tact, or at least that's how he remembered her. He didn't know what had gone on in that time, and ten years is a long time for someone to change.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>