<strong>Maggie Foss</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Ruins of the school<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Robert, Cern<br/><hr/>Mags stares into Robert's eyes, the detachment and distance fading quickly as she loses herself in his urgency and protective insistence.  "The barrens... down by the tracks--" somehow -- and, 100%, she doesn't know how-- it all makes sense.  She had gone there for comfort, to escape the dreariness of it all, like it was cut off from everything, the good and bad, and that was what a girl needed sometimes.<br/><br/>"Alright," she nods as she flicks her eyes back and forth between Cern and Robert, anxious to put distance between herself at this place, but somehow she is reluctant to leave Cern, like she's run into an old friend on the streets by accident only to rush off for some other commitment.  She cradles her hand up near one of the glowing figures, but doesn't quite try to touch it.  She meets the satyr's eyes, drunk on fascination and fear, and says quietly, "thank you" before squeezing Robert's arm and, turning to the light spilling through the broken structure, takes off with Robert (if) at a slow pace that builds with their swelling confidence.