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	Neola wasn't sure how to feel about being leaned on by the small girl. Was she tired? The air of stress around everyone wasn't something that Neola was feeling. It was pretty outside, and it seemed like everyone forgave her for acting like a big meanie. So there was no reason to really think anything bad was going to happen. But wait...Wait... Was this an invitation for... a head pat?

	Neola's palms were sweating. Should she? They had just met after all. Not even properly introduced. Yet this globe of gold hair was staring her directly in the face. It looked so soft and welcoming. Yet she could not bring herself to pat Kara on the head. It felt too sudden. [color=pink]W-well, we'd better get going then![/color] Neola placed a hand on Kara's shoulder and walked after Davis. Even this felt a little weird. But if she felt comfortable this way, who was Neola to judge?