thatdarncat (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} thatdarncat) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} silverage, |
She clucked her tongue and circled him, making no effort to hide the fact that she was indeed studying him. This poor kid looked terribly malnourished, and looked like he was suffering a nasty bonk on the head - the fact that he thought he was in England certainly helped this assumption.
She stood still now, swaying a bit from exhaustion and pain. Her leg itched with dried blood. She sighed, and folded her arms, "You're about three and a half thousand miles off course from England, hon," she finally announced. "And probably a couple dozen decades off, too," she added, mumbling.