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Kaylee Frye ([info]rainbow_parasol) wrote in [info]expresslogs,
“New York-” She knew that name, Kaylee’d listened well enough in school even if she’d been a little distractible. She knew the name mind, Earth-that-was but not much else of it - Jake definitely put a picture in her head when he described it. “Sounds kinda like a place called Persephone, where I’m from. Always bustlin’ there- lots of tall buildin’s’ and folk going about their day, plenty of business.” Could be similar, at least in her mind, best she can picture they meet up. “No snow I don’t think-” She added, just to be accurate.

Oy did keep catching attention now and then, she couldn’t help it so much. Though she didn’t speak up - she wanted to ask more about what exactly he was and how come he could talk. Perhaps this Mid-World he came from that’s just how it was. She made a mental note to ask a little later.

Kaylee pulled her knees up to her chest, her arms looping about them to bundle up a bit, amazed by how observant Jake seemed to have picked what he did about her and the others. “That’s right, Simon and River. We were crew on th’same boat. Our Captain’s here now too-” She grinned. “Real strange though, Simon’s come from a different time. Different stuff'd happened-” She paused as a thought struck her, Jake was only a little boy and if folks didn’t all come at once, what about his parents? His family? She didn’t want to ask if they were here, worried about upsetting him. “You’n Oy been on the train long?” She asked instead, not sure if it'd be safer.


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