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open up your gate, marianna (stillhealing) wrote in inpoormerit,

Delia glanced up at Creed, seeming to shrink back ever so slightly, although she offered him a small smile. Most people intimidated Delia, but men did especially. It looked like this man had no desire to hurt her, though; if anything he was probably in the same situation as she was, he was just handling it better. "I... y-yes," Delia managed to respond in a shaky, but understandable tone. "I suppose. I woke up in this strange place and I don't know where I am or what to do." She was more or less beyond tears now, having allowed herself to cry a little earlier, but that didn't keep her from being flustered. Her big brown eyes looked at Creed with earnestness and confusion. She felt stupid for not knowing what was going on, but perhaps he didn't either. "Do you know what's going on?" It was unlikely, but she prayed he did. Any information would make the whole situation seem less hopeless.