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	[color=00fa9a]"Last time Miiba see glow-ball, Miiba scared. Glow-ball, rats, blobies, lizard things... attack other gobs Miiba ran from. Miiba seen what do, Miiba no like,"[/color] Miiba said as she looked on for a moment more before hopping down from the window sill. When she saw Geir sitting down as if to start his stories once more, Miiba got excited and rushed for her spot, her little bed beside the fireplace, and snuggled on in. She wondered about what was outside still though. Despite Lear saying not to worry, she couldn't help but feel as if something was wrong. Miiba tried to push her worries aside however, and listen to Lear tell his tales. Miiba, even though the start was rough, felt like she was safe here, and that these people, most of them anyway, actually cared. If anyone were to help her find a way out of this, it would be them. But if she was stuck in this strange world forever, maybe this wouldn't be such a bad place to be.