[Laura glances toward the direction of the lake, wondering how that happened. This town is a place where anything can happen, at least... It could drop a giant stack of pancakes on them from on high to kill them and she'd only be mildly shocked.
After a moment, she moves to remove her backpack, long enough that she can fetch the blanket. The quilt has a bunch of patterns of horses, because of course it does.
The hand that offers the blanket has a bit of dried blood on the knuckles, but it's a typical daily sight to her family; they're used to it — and used to bleaching a shirt clean of a few blood drops.]
It's okay. We are all a little 'out of sorts' when we wake up here.
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After a moment, she moves to remove her backpack, long enough that she can fetch the blanket. The quilt has a bunch of patterns of horses, because of course it does.
The hand that offers the blanket has a bit of dried blood on the knuckles, but it's a typical daily sight to her family; they're used to it — and used to bleaching a shirt clean of a few blood drops.]
It's okay. We are all a little 'out of sorts' when we wake up here.
... Besides, it is nice. To go for a walk.