Mel nodded. She didn't want to get into details, really. She knew what the nurses had been saying because she heard it, too. Brutal mugging. English guy who was traveling with his ward or something. Dawn, they meant.
Her eyes lit up when Julian offered to trip the girl. And she chuckled. Mel Fray didn't do a lot of hardcore smiling. She really hadn't had a lot of reason--at least, not since Loo died. She used to smile a lot more.
But the weight of the world was a heavy thing.
She shook here head, scrunching up her nose. Mel could actually kill her with very little thought. Wasn't worth it. They were going to start up the slides again.
And then they did. The first was of a ka sculpture, King Mycerinus and Wife. Mel arched an eyebrow at it and tilted her head, waiting for someone to start talking about it.