[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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	[color=D5FF00]"I still really like it, even after having worn it for almost an entire day. It does have a habit of getting in the way,"[/color] Mali admitted, looking down at the now dirtied dress, [color=D5FF00]"but you should be looking out for yourself first. I'm fine."[/color] Well, she wasn't fine, but in comparison to either of the siblings, she was in tip top condition. The sudden scream and crash made her instinctively flinch and look towards the source of the noise, but despite Relic's words she had no intention of going up there even before he spoke up.

	Instead, she found an empty chair and plopped down, holding her chin on her fist. She was given an offer: get out of town to travel with the two. She didn't know if Zoie would agree, but it would be a pretty safe bet that she wouldn't object. But Mali wasn't sure if she wanted to go. On one hand, going out to who knows where just wasn't all that appealing an idea. Then there was the fact that it'd be tagging along for yet another deeply personal family event that she was an outsider to. She just would be out of place the whole time. Even if she did like them it seemed like something they should deal with on their own.

	But on the other hand, it would get her out of Justice for awhile, which would definitely do wonders for all of their survival chances. The last couple of days were especially dangerous, and although she wasn't unprepared to die in the near future, she would very much rather that not be the case. And she did agree to be their partner in crime in all this. Now, more than any other time they could certainly use an emotional foundation of some sort. She had problems of her own, but she wasn't grieving like they were. And on top of this, the fact that he was inviting in the first place meant there was a level of trust that she couldn't disregard.

	[color=D5FF00]"...Maybe. I need some time to think it over."[/color]