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[color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Charlotte LaChance~[/center][/h3][/color]
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Charlotte brushed off Cait's apology with a dismissive huff. It seemed to irritate her a bit, but she didn't say anything regarding it. She didn't want pity nor did she want some sort of false apology. Those were the worst, really, apologizing only because it was 'socially appropriate' she'd much rather respect someone who didn't apologize and stuck to whatever it is they said...but whatever. It wasn't like Cait would ever hold such beliefs.

[color=bc8dbf]"Apologies aren't what I need."[/color] She replied, shaking her head. [color=bc8dbf]"What I...well, what I would like is a map."[/color] She replied with a sigh. [color=bc8dbf]"Obviously mine is sorely outdated. You remember it."[/color] She pointed towards her desk where the practically ancient map was laying, smoothed out against a small desk off to the side where it wouldn't be bothered. She was of course, referring to that one time when she first arrived weeks ago. [color=bc8dbf]"I don't know where you got those...pottery things or whatever else from, but I am assuming you have some village or something around here where you and others of your people live."[/color] Of course, what she was asking would be obvious here. She wanted a map for whatever reason, and it was logical to think Cait's people might have one she could use.

[color=bc8dbf]"I need a more current one."[/color]