A safe place. Irene didn't quite understand why she would be worried about finding a safe place. The US government facility for her people was really nice and safe. There were several other responses voicing concern about the dangers of the governments. She didn't get it. Were she not uncomfortable around new people, she would be one to speak up and object to their concerns. Three round meals a day, a nice warm bed, and plenty of toys for her to play with. Plus they gave her a new mommy and daddy that took care of her when she was there. She missed them very much, but she felt she wanted to help out with their saving the lost special people.

~W-where?~

She looked over at the nice lady that was still keeping an eye on her. She pulled out a pack of sticky notes and wrote a note to her saying, "This will let you hear what's going on around me just in case some of the new special people are meanies." She then whispered into it. "Whimsur." and imbued it with a spell that would let the nice lady listen in. Of course there was no way the nice lady would be able to talk with Irene, but that was just a small limit to the magic. She stuck the note on a nearby wall and walked away as she noticed the nice lady begin to approach it. Her magic always required her knowing where the target was, but since she was the target of the spell that made it really easy.

Irene felt a bit excited and nervous about meeting new people.