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[color=a187be][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Breakfast Room 
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	While Amaranthine waited for Dr. Swamp to answer her, she heard Quinton speak up. Telling her to catch up with them as soon as she was done. There was a small nod of understanding from her before she spoke. [color=a187be]"Yes, of course,"[/color] she said in a soft and kind voice. She doubted they were really worried about her, considering her small stature and the amount of things she was carrying. And she doubted even more that they were worried about what Dr. Swamp would do as it seemed that the man was having problems even walking due to the fact he had been shot. Granted from what she had seen thus far he had a hard time walking in general, since he did use a cane and all. It wasn't like it was a fashion statement. Right?

	Turning her attention back to Dr. Swamp, she waited for an answer. Her fingers started to curl in, figuring he was going to tell her no but in the end he surprised her and that surprise was worn clearly on her features as her eyes widened a bit. As he lowered his head she reached up gingerly and undid the mask. It took a little time as she didn't know exactly how it was on or if there was any method to secure it that she couldn't clearly see. Finally, she started to lift it away from his face. What was under there? Had he picked one that covered so much of his face because what was under there wasn't pleasant to look at? Was that why he seemed so odd at dealing with her from time to time? 

	Yet, apparently, at least to her, this was not a face that she thought was ugly as the mask came off. Pulling the mask off and setting it on the table she smiled a bit. [color=a187be]"It is very nice to meet you as well Sir,"[/color] she said with a bit of a nervous chuckle. He was handsome to look at, while not stunning, there was something sharp about his features that pleased her. Yet the smile faded as Walnut spoke. Her head turning sharply. [color=a187be]"From what has been said that defenseless man has already caused the death of one, so I doubt it was without provocation,"[/color] she said quickly before looking back towards Dr. Swamp. [color=a187be]"Right?"[/color] she asked, needing some sort of confirmation.