[Road's taking the long route home tonight. She doesn't feel the pressing need to rush home, so she swings Lero lazily by the handle and bites down on her lollipop as she meanders down the path.]
[Her wanderings lead her past the memorial gardens where she pauses. The figure of a brooding man is hardly new to her. All it needed was the fat silhouette of the Earl, smiling down at him.]
[Maybe it was the spirit of the Earl, or maybe it was because she was bored - but Road finds herself walking near him anyway.]