[no way. Cecelia's still stuck in place, but it's Wolfwood's tone more than anything is what starts to prod her out of place, to step forward, to peer at the basket.]
How-? Are, are you sure? Can I see? [she still has to actually complete her chore, and only has so much time left before sundown...]
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[no way. Cecelia's still stuck in place, but it's Wolfwood's tone more than anything is what starts to prod her out of place, to step forward, to peer at the basket.]
How-? Are, are you sure? Can I see? [she still has to actually complete her chore, and only has so much time left before sundown...]