Marion looked at Alexis. The sight of the girl in her cage sent the feeling of snakes crawling over the red heads skin. She could literally feel the soft cool skin flowing over her arms, between her legs like a memory from only moment ago. She shivered slight and hugged her arms closer forcing her breasts to bulge under the blue sweater. She wanted to speak, to say something but the words didn’t come out and she just felt silly.<br/><br/>Something about the girl reminded her of someone else, someone…gone. She started to leave and then grimaced. Stupid, stupid, of course, returning to the girder she retrieved the clipboard and its tethered stub of a pencil almost unrecognizable.<br/><br/>As she walked away holding her arms around her middle, the clipboard crushed to her chest, the workers watched her go taking care to stay at least a full step away from her. She gave them shy smiles and they quickly returned to their work while she seemed to take it as a rebuff and trundled off sadly muttering softly to herself.<br/>