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[color=a187be][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: State Dining Room (3rd Floor) -> Laboratory (Attic) 
[color=a187be][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=a187be][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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	Amaranthine turned her head and there was an obvious look of disbelief on it. Sure she didn't know Swamp and had her reservations about him but what some of them were saying just didn't add up in her mind. [color=a187be]"How? He was with me or you,"[/color] she said towards Walnut, [color=a187be]"the entire evening. And him,"[/color] she said gesturing towards Cobalt. [color=a187be]"I find it hard to believe that a man that needs a cane to walk and has now been shot would be agile enough to have been in two places at once,"[/color] she said before shaking her head. 

	As the lady spoke, Amaranthine buttoned her lip. Lowering her head. She wasn't going to say anymore right then. The woman was right, this wasn't there home. They were uninvited guests. Sometimes, no matter who you were elsewhere, you shut up and did as you were told. Especially if you were in someone elses home. Sighing she walked with Swamp and Quinton up to the Laboratory. Looking around she bit her bottom lip nervously and set her things down. She wasn't exactly sure what she could do to help but part of her felt like she needed to stay close to Swamp. He seemed to be a target for a lot of unjust accusations. It made her wonder, just why people were quick to point a finger at him. From what she had heard people and staff say, the man Plum had already killed one person. If Swamp had known that, he was simply exacting justice. Not in the way she would have preferred, she couldn't have brought herself to kill another. What was Walnut up to?

	Turning her attention to Swamp as he spoke to her she nodded and glanced around. Walking over to a Wardrobe on the wall and opening it. There were a few long coats in there. Pulling one out she slipped it on and then took another into her possession. Stepping over to Swamp she held it out for him. [color=a187be]"Should you need one as well,"[/color] she said offering it to him. She didn't know if he was cold but he had been shot and lost blood, there was a chill in the room. Granted it didn't cross her mind they might need these to keep blood off their clothing. She had never dealt with an operation?