[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLmYzOTVkMi5UV0ZzYkdGcFpHZywuMg,,/earwig-factory.regular.png[/img][/center][hr]That was all pretty heavy. Mallaidh licked her lips and blinked, long and hard. Her body pulsed with frantic energy as her mind lagged behind, weighed down by sleepless nights. 

A new light shone onto each of her peers, and she found herself trying to recall every interaction she had observed since falling down this rabbit hole. A furrowed brow dug deep grooves under her fringe. It was all too hazy, and she’d been mostly averting her gaze, not wanting attention to be given or received. She bit the tip of her tongue, and slowly shook her head, disappointed in her own oversight. 
[quote=@Zoey White]
[color=f7976a]"So, Mallaidh. You okay over there? Little nervous?"

"I'm a little nervous myself. This whole thing feels like a dinner-theater."[/color]
[/quote]
[color=f395d2]“Wah-?”[/color] Mallaidh jumped as she was pulled from her musing. She put a hand to her chest.

[color=f395d2]“Oh, uhm,”[/color] she then mirrored Devyn’s chuckle, but with genuine emotion, [color=f395d2]“Aye, is it that obvious?”[/color]

Mallaidh shuffled closer to Devyn, and, when she was near next-to her, spoke sidelong and so quietly it was as though she was afraid of being heard, [color=f395d2]“This is all very new.”[/color]

Molly watched the lady that reminded her of a china doll. She had targeted Alonzo for questioning first, which made Mallaidh tilt her head. Whilst waiting for a response from the man, she whispered to Devyn, [color=f395d2]“It’s not you, is it?”[/color]