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[color=lightgray][i]Location: Paragon City Police Precinct - Outside[/i][/color][/CENTER]

[i]'You can say that again,'[/i] Keyrs thought at the Delgato thanking The Lord Above. Then -while still moving towards the car- she stared at the man, processing to herself [i]'Your [u]Dad?[/u]'[/i]. Not wanting to look foolish in the face of his question, she simply gave a slow nod.

"[color=#BF40BF]A pleasure to meet -and free- you, Steffan.[/color]" If he hadn't already extended his hand, Keyrs would've initiated the gesture - as it was, she responded to it, taking Staffan's hand in a brief, firm shake. Adding honestly, "[color=#BF40BF]I've always liked that name.[/color]"

She gestured -with a gracious smile- for him to get into the car ahead of her -it was the gentlewomanly thing to do being he was someone's precious boy who'd just been rescued- then breathed a sigh of relief as she got back in herself; [i]safe[/i] and [i]sound[/i]. . .

The description of "sound" in this context flashed through her mind [i]'healthy, in good condition, free from injury, no damage, [b]no [u]accidents[/u][/b]'[/i]. . .Safe and wiser.