Re: Woods: Patrick/Mary
[She smiled and shook her head.] I hurt you, didn't I? [Mary's smile wobbled into a frown and she swallowed hard. Maybe it was a good idea to have someone else take a look at the situation. There was a chance that she was hallucinating this whole thing, after all, and she wanted to get another set of eyes on it. So she nodded, reluctantly.] If you help me find out who set those fires, I'll tell you everything. I promise.
[Because at that point, he'd have to know. Maybe showing him first was the best way to go, showing the strange world she dragged with her here. And speaking of strange things, she raised an eyebrow at the mention of a full moon.] Are you afraid the big bad wolf is going to eat me up? [Her voice went low, like the forest had grown around them in a secret room where whispering made the most sense. She smirked.] One of my best friends growing up was a werewolf. They aren't so bad.
[She paused, like she was mulling something over, and then pointed to his ears.] One day I'm going to ask you about those, just a fair warning.