[center][h3][color=Bd892F]Sophia Lemane[/color][/h3]
[hr][color=silver]𝕆𝕔𝕥. 𝟟, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘   / /   𝔹𝕒𝕝𝕕 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕀𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕   / /   ~𝟘𝟞𝟘𝟝[/color][hr][/center]Step, step, and another step. Sophia's gaze remained on the ground close to her feet, with frequent glances into the bird cage which she still encircled with both arms. The guitar was gone, but she couldn't bring herself to give up on the bird, not when there was still a chance it might live. That wasn't the only worry that occupied Sophia's thoughts, though. She still wasn't sure what they were going to do once they reached town—they were heading to town, right? That was what she thought the conclusion had been. Then there was Angélique, and Gregory, and she was still cold, and she had—

The sound of helicopters cut into her thoughts, and her thoughts spiraled down that path instead until an exclamation from Ernie jolted her out to see... wait a moment. How had she—what had she—she'd missed the arrival of someone like that? But with the sudden reactions of the others around her, it made her think that it was something... [i]different[/i]. Sophia tried her best to listen through her exhaustion, catching what was said about them returning to the estate. [color=Bd892F][i]We're going back there? It seems like it's been so long...[/i][/color] A steady surrounding sounded welcoming, though. Not having to wonder when they would leave again or anything like that. 

[color=palevioletred][i]"Transmit. I'm gonna need a healer in town as soon as possible. Over."[/i][/color]

Huh? That was, Zoe? She wasn't in the group... a glance around told Sophia that a few seemed to be missing too. [color=Bd892F][i]Pay attention, pay [/i]attention,[/color] she scolded herself. 

There was wariness but fascination as well in her eyes as she watched the woman flicker and speak. Definitely not a regular human. But the conversation that was being held... Amigos... straggler... hurting... lost an arm... bleed out...

Her heart rate sped up, and the next conversation after the woman had left didn't help. Chris and Brent and Marcus. This had happened before, right? There had been something during the beach party. Something tense. But why [i]now?[/i] It made her so nervous, it just wasn't the [i]time.[/i]

[color=33ec06][i]"Could be 'Lovely weather today' for all I know."[/i][/color]

[color=Bd892F][i]Schönes Wetter heute, nicht wahr?[/i][/color] The phrase popped into her head, unbidden, and then another one began. [color=BD892F][i]今天—[/i][/color]

Sophia began to shake her head roughly, but stopped the moment she realized it jolted the cage a bit. What was wrong with her? She needed to be here, not stuck up in her head. Presence of mind. Something like that. Her jaw clenched and she started walking again. Step, step, an abrupt halt and an attempt to shield her ears with one arm as a dragon roared. A few blinks as her ears rang, the feeling too familiar. 

Then: a step and a step and another.