"Hey Kelly!"  She looked over, her smile brightening by an octave to show another half an inch of teeth.  She'd been so worried about the other girl lately.  As she saw Kelly starting to bite, she reached over with both of her palms, trying to gently put her hands over Kelly's hand.  Her smile was ever-present but patient, saying nothing about it and wanting to quickly bring the conversation back to other things.<br/><br/>She turned to follow on out from the room, excited a bit about the prospect of leaving.  She never looked up, never even thinking to look for hidden cameras.  Being told that she wasn't in trouble somehow brought a bit of a skip to her step, a little more relief that this place was going to go by just fine and everything was going to be alright.<br/><br/>It surprised her a bit that it was already nine in the morning.  She'd been so used to always checking the time on her cell phone; fishing through her purse to find the device was a long-gone memory with no purse at her hip.  "By the way," that suddenly reminded her, "would it be ok to ask for a book or two while we're in our rooms?  I don't know if you have any Diane Fischer novels..."  Diane Fischer was a mystery/romance writer who had a number of shorter novellas out.  She hadn't had any chance to catch up lately, so now she figured would be as good a time as any.