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Cath Delaney (dian_cecht) wrote in inpoormerit,

"I've heard about them," he admitted. "I imagine they're related, considering the number of Irish that immigrated to that area of America." He chuckled softly and shrugged. "Yes, I've noticed. One of the more forward ones kept asking me questions about books, apparently just to keep me talking, she told me after awhile." It was amusing to say the least.

Cathair was hoping their captors weren't that devious. If there were prisoners they couldn't take with them, that would just make things more difficult. He didn't want to think there would be children involved, but with Drina's presence, there already was one child involved. Which led him to believe, if anything, their captors had no morals at all. That was a disturbing enough reality right there.

He nodded. "Might as well," he said. "I'd prefer not to end up looking like an overcooked lobster." Cath shook his head. "I ate over an hour ago and so far, the only thing I'm remembering is that yank food really isn't that filling. At least what you lot call breakfast."