[center][color=D5FF00][i][h1]Mali Anson[/h1][/i][/color][hr][b]Location:[/b] Zoie's Farm
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A
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	Mali took the card but didn't bother to look at it. She knew that she wasn't going to call it anyways, and the one poking her chest was already enough for her, but she wasn't going to crumple it or trash it while the cops were right there. That'd just be rude. She sighed as she looked from the siblings back to the burned barn. What the hell were they going to do now? Well as far as the big picture went,  she didn't really have any clue, but she knew what she needed to do now.

	She walked up to Relic and put her good hand on his shoulder. She didn't really know Tinder, so the most she felt from seeing the body bag, at least at the moment was a lump in her chest, an odd relief that at least he wasn't caught up in an even worse situation and the nagging feeling that she should have tried to go into the barn. But even that feeling was shot down by the rest of her saying that if she had, they probably would have had to bring out two body bags, if not three. But the kid needed comforting. Trying to rationalize matters after the point where the conclusion was clear wouldn't help anything.