[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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building 2 (mess hall)[/centre]

Niesha followed Sophia back towards the kitchen, shooting Kristina another glance that said she wasn't buying the innocent route, before looking back the way Sophia was going, and trying to figure out what Sophia was looking at and how she could figure out what was even wrong. She nodded at Sophia's request for buckets, searching for some, and then coming back with them, she made sure they were in reach for Sophia, and then tried to do whatever she could. 

What would hold a seal?

Perplexed a moment, Niesha stood there, not sure. The only thing she figured that would hold a seal was sealant, but she doubted they had any here. She blinked, looking about, clearly at a loss. [color=fff200]"Ah. I'm not too sure what you mean..."[/color] She said, figuring that it was important enough that she could ask, and that it was necessary for the trap, or Sophia wouldn't have asked for it. She glanced into the trap, grimacing at the grease, but she had to admit it was a heck of a lot better then blood and guts. 

She thought for a moment, bit her lip. Surely there had to be some type of glue around here? She looked around the kitchen a moment, hesitating. Maybe she could ask Miss Sally? [color=fff200]"Hold on, I'm going to ask Miss Sally"[/color]