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[center] Outside the Dress Shop[/center] 

	Dareen stood straighter as Thom and Dunny approached, bracing herself for whatever words were coming her way. This kid...the one in the alley that she had acted like a total fool around. What was he doing here? Wasn't Faeril supposed to be watching over him, or something? There was a tense discussion about him. One that the Pruulish witch had little stake in, and she didn't want any stake in. 

	He seemed to be here on Fatima's behalf, of course. The dog wanted to visit.

	Dareen pushed herself off the wall and went a little closer to the door, putting up her palm to ensure the two young beings didn't enter the building. Could Sybl hear them through the wall?

	[color=c4df9b]"Fatim-"[/color] Dareen began a little loud, and lowered her voice and her upper body. [color=c4df9b]"Fatima is busy right now, okay, kid? She's meeting with someone. It's---it's special business. Don't worry about it."[/color] She looked to the dog.

	[color=c4df9b]"Don't go in there."[/color] She whispered harshly to Dunny with a point. Then she glanced back to Thom. [color=c4df9b]"Just lay low, kid, it's fine. Now get outta here."[/color] She pointed back to the shadows from which he had appeared. Street kids were good at vanishing. If she could count on him to do anything right, it was that.