For some reason, Callie thought that had a double meaning, but for the Life of her she couldn't figure out what. She frowned at her muffin. It was a very generous offer, and she didn't have anywhere else to go. It was either that, or living on the street. She bit her lip, and then nodded [color=fff200]"thank you"[/color] she said softly, greatfully. It helped with the immediate problem of having a roof over her head, but not with much else. And yet, she'd have a safe place and that was something. [color=fff200]"but why? I feel like there's something else going on here"[/color] Maybe if she could just figure it out, she'd understand.