"No," Ariadne said, a bit of gratitude seeping out in her voice. There was something comforting in not being the only stranger to town. For one thing, it meant drawing less attention. For another, it meant a new kind of companionship. Unplanned, to be sure. But not unwelcome.

She followed after Molly, trailing very close on her heels, feeling a little like a pup or a baby duck.

"I just woke up in a strange room, three days ago," she said. She giggled, mostly at herself. "I kind of...jumped out of the window. I was very scared."

Who could blame her?