Sarah Jane almost snorted the dog food out of her nose. “Wot ve fack the fird blaady Forsaken, because vat explains everyfing don’t it.” The girl even did a face palm. Of course she felt bad that this young woman was ill, but it looked like they had someone that knew what they were doing in that respect. Still she really did not like riddles; her Nan had been a straight talker, and her mother a liar that twisted mind.<br/><br/>“Look lav I aint got a fackin’ clue what you are on abaat I only went ta Sunday school for ve free cup of squash and a biscuit.”  The truth was the girl now avoided religious hostels now some of the folks she had known had disappeared in those sort of places. “Oh and me Nan made me blaady go.” Sarah Jane still missed the old woman, and wondered if she had known what would happen to her granddaughter would she have take the option of half life?<br/><br/>SJ’s face hardened a little as she tried to fight off any emotions at least visibly. The girl tried very hard not to show weakness, once you did that on the street you were dead meat.<br/><br/>“Look we’ll finish dinner ere and we ‘as ta get washed ap samwhere. When …” The house was crowded so it might be better to go for a bit, as it was Sarah Jane knew she had to try and find a bed for the night. If she got there early then there might be a shower. However the girl politely waited for an answer as they finished their food.<br/>