Mag followed suit, body moving easily alongside Piotr's as he escorted her towards the building that the Chosen lived in. She was glad this day was looking a bit brighter. With every step she took away from the carcass she felt more relieved, better than she had before.
At the question Mag shrugged, "It's hard to keep track of the time. Since the summer before this one, I suppose. The sun was still bright, and the grass was green. I remember the day was clear and warm," She recalled, her eyes lighting up. Mag projected the image of Carlos coming to her rescue and smiled, "And that was the day I met Carlos. That first day." She couldn't help the dreamy breath that escaped her lips.
The projection faded and her eyes returned to normal. Slowly she looked up at the man walking alongside her, "What about you?" How had she missed this man if he was a regular here? It wasn't like this was a very large place. Of course there were many places to hide so it was too out of the question.