"Much better things to eat if you're keeping muscle, but I guess calories are calories."
Head tilts up to match her eyeline.
"You from this world or just a big lady?"
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β β β ββ Ha.α Not many could boast such a claim. Though I am not often going for βscaryβ. Perhaps βhauntingβ. ββ
β β β Eyes glance aside, the rather barren interior lit by only pale fluorescence.
β β β ββ Does someone like me not often get hungry, then.α£ ββ
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"Not that imposing, lady. I've dealt with bigger. And scarier."
Cynthia met the narrowed sight of Barda with a squint of her own.
"Wouldn't expect someone like you to be around a burger joint this late. Guess this place is weirder than I thought."
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β β β ββ Barda minds often when others try to move her. ββ
β β β Lids around eyes narrow, though after some moment, pivoting on a heel to set herself aside.
β β β ββ But I suppose it is often difficult for others to deal with such imposing presence. ββ
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"I got you, kid..."
Cynthia brushes the rubble and debris from the burning off her shoulder after setting the child down.
"Everyone's out, k? These firemen will help you now."