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[color=C1CDCD]Location:[/color] Personal Containment Cell [Yellow ward][/right][hr][hr][indent]
Casey could only hope that the friendly smile he felt on his features could transfer through whatever his face looked like - even though it was unlikely. Luckily for him, the young boy might notice the warping of his eyes that signified his joy and how his horns now curved forwards much akin to a rhino. He was glad the youngling had seemingly accepted his friendship.

In a show of good timing, another individual seemed to arrive - and she appeared just as hesitant as Casey had been moments before. He returned her wave, gently setting his other hand on the shoulder of the boy who now sheltered behind him. If only he could speak, things would be much easier. Who was this person? Was she in the same situation as them? Did she know any more? All questions he wished he could ask.

Instead, he simply kept the wave and waited for the others to speak themselves.
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