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Ptelea nods slowly. "That sounds good. Tacos are yummy!"


"All right then! We can get a couple." Reina nods, turning to walk to the food truck. She had to be able to afford something, right?
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Ptelea huffs, not seeing anything that catches her eye. "Anything?" She asks.


"I think the taco truck might sound good. If that's what you want, I mean." She tilts her head as she scans the options that were before them.
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Ptelea giggles and walks down the street towards the restaurants. She hums happily as she looks around.
(This is the town where Dem and Fabine live, not the town to the north, sorry for not clarifying)


Reina looks around herself, up at the buildings. She hoped they would find a lead to go after Ambrose. Otherwise, were they any better than before?
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"I never eat here...I haven't touched more than $5..." Ptelea shrugs. "But I hear the burger place is good, or the Italian restaurant! They have a taco truck too!" She begins bouncing around at the possibilities.


"Well, lead the way!" She says, smiling at her enthusiasm. "We can try to get something filling."
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Ptelea sighs and nods, following her out. "Sounds good!" She smiles a bit softly.
Dem nods as the doctors begin getting him ready. "See you girls soon!" He raises a hand in farewell.
Ptelea huffs as they leave the hospital. "Wish he could have come with us. He hasn't been able to leave that place in months."


Reina looks at her, and nods. "I agree. Hopefully this surgery will go better," She glances around. "So, where to eat? You've been here more than me," She laughs.
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Ptelea sighs and takes her friend's hand. "Dem, you get better, kay?" She says firmly. "I want you better!" She pouts at him before following Reina out of his room.
Dem chuckles a bit. "Bye kiddo, you stay safe. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow!"


Reina smiles softly, seeing how much Pterea looked up to Dem. "Good luck, Dem. Nice meeting you." She says, before beginning to move out of the way of the doctors. "Lets find something to eat. You have to be starving, because I know I am!"
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Dem shrugs dismissively, opening his mouth to answer, when the nurse rushes in. "Dem, the doctors have gotten a surgeon from Italy! He's helped kids feel and move their hands after injuries worse than this. They've only got him for the day, and his plane lands in 20 minutes. We have to get you ready right now. Girls, I'm going to have to ask you to come back tomorrow."
Ptelea pouts. "But...Dem's my friend, I want to be here for him!"
Dem huffs at her. "Go on Ptel. Go hve lunch or something with your friend."


Reina watches the Nurse as she explains the situation. "Uh, alright. Yeah, we can go get food. Come on Pterea," She says, rising to her feet. "We need to let Dem get better. We'll come back soon." She promises, reaching for her hand to lead her out.
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"We're pretty much just a bunch of kids thrown into the world just to have it shit all over us, huh?" Dem chuckles darkly, then pats Ptelea's head. "I better not hear you repeat that."
Ptelea giggles and hugs Dem softly, giving Reina a sad smile.
"My brother ran away from home about...5 years ago now. I was stuck at home for awhile, and just last year, my parents got in a horrible car wreck and died. I ran away from home to find my brother, but I got...attacked, and my arm's now pretty much useless." Dem lifts it to emphasize. "I've been at this hospital for 8 months now, the doctors trying everything to get feeling and function back but nothing works." He shrugs. "At least you two are free to go off and go on your own adventures. I won't be able to do that for a long time."


Reina frowns as Dem explained his situation. "Well, you got that right. The world can be rough..." She trails off, thinking of all the events she had been through. "Who attacked you? You don't have to answer, but. And I just... I want it to be better. For all of us. Especially Pterea here," She motions to the young girl sitting on the bed with Dem. "You both deserve more than this."
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Dem sighs. "Dislocated for sure. The nurse can help with that much better than I can. Just don't use it for anything until she gets back." He looks at Reina. "So tell me about yourself? I happen to enjoy people's life stories. I rarely get to hear them anymore with this pipsqueak being my only visitor."


Reina hesitated before she spoke. She didn't like talking about the reason why she was put in the foster home. "Um.. my mom died when I was like, 7. It was rough." She looks down at her hands and chews on the inside of her cheek. "Then my dad started to fall apart. He got into drugs and it just spiraled out of control." Reina sighs softly. She eventually looks back up and stares at Dem. "CPS got involved, and here I am."
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Dem glances at Reina, raising an eyebrow. He rolls his eyes a bit. "My arm is mangled, completely useless. I haven't exactly had the easiest time either." He snaps, before putting his good arm around Ptelea. "She's my ex-best friend's little sister. She knows how dear to me she is. You barely know her." He says firmly, before huffing. "Let me look at that arm.


Reina frowns at Dem once more, but doesn't say anything to refute him. He was right, she barely knew the girl... and yet, she just left the place she had to call home. Not that it was home in the slightest. She watches Ptelea outstretch her arm and Dem's careful inspection in silence.
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