[Woah. This woman is a whirlwind. Blinking at her, a very odd motion with her black eye. She has to take a moment to try to decode the barrage of words.
First of all, she's incredibly friendly, and her hair is fascinating. Second, fairy godmother is a concept she knows. Third, shopping and fairy godmother plus montage made her realize exactly what she was asking.]
Oh- if you don't mind? [She offers her a smile, wincing only slightly as she tugged at her split that was still healing. She was alive: good. Her headache had mostly faded, and it seemed like the majority of her injuries were nothing too terrible. Nothing she hadn't dealt with before, she was confident.]
I'm Nancy. From London, 1838. [Just get that explanation out of the way right now.]
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First of all, she's incredibly friendly, and her hair is fascinating. Second, fairy godmother is a concept she knows. Third, shopping and fairy godmother plus montage made her realize exactly what she was asking.]
Oh- if you don't mind? [She offers her a smile, wincing only slightly as she tugged at her split that was still healing. She was alive: good. Her headache had mostly faded, and it seemed like the majority of her injuries were nothing too terrible. Nothing she hadn't dealt with before, she was confident.]
I'm Nancy. From London, 1838. [Just get that explanation out of the way right now.]