Working her jaw as Dani and Mel spoke, Madi was still trying to figure out how to comfortably keep the tongue in her mouth.  “Som'ing must set it off Melody.  Are you upset? Scared? Aroused? What were you feeling?”  Absently moving her hand to itch at her chest where the drying blood was sticking to her she looked down in surprise.  “Oh! Oh! It...it's healed?”  Tugging down on the collar she tried to feel for a gash, a scar, anything.  Yet despite the blood her skin was smoother.  Though the tattoo that the cut had crossed was now slightly marred with a bit of fresh, pink flesh.<br/><br/>“Others?  Like us?”  This seemed to catch Mady by surprise.  “I...suppose.  But so what? Not like we could put out an ad to find them.  And then what?  Form a support group?  Make it easier for us to be found?”<br/>