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[/row][/table][color=bc8dbf]"Huh? You mean all the adults that were watching me...?"[/color] Mary asked inquisitively, her eyes gazing into the far-off distance as she tried to remember — and when that quickly failed, looked up the records in her neural implant, in which the location had thankfully been taken note of. [color=bc8dbf]"Uhm...it was outside of the walls, like on the outskirts...umm...near Canal Sector Twelve."[/color] She spoke the words aloud as though she were reading them from something, even though there was no such source in her hands. The girl was fidgeting a bit, swinging her arms left and right. [color=bc8dbf]"There was a lot of fighting going on, but then a dam opened up and everyone scattered, and..."[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"...Umm...am I in trouble?"[/color] The little girl asked sheepishly, her fidgeting being replaced with quiet, but telegraphed worry. [color=bc8dbf]"I know I'm not supposed to go around on my own, but I wanted to keep looking for her, so, and, um..."[/color] Mary frowned, holding her hands behind her back. [color=bc8dbf]"...I thought it would be fine if it was just for a little bit, honest..."[/color]