"Yeah, we're not going to go there." To Ivan, that is, not Ilde's house. Cindy has all the intentions of taking Ilde home, to a place that seems familiar enough to be comforting. Ivan is not an option when Ilde looks like she's been dipped in vampire ketchup
With Idle strapped to her back, Cindy hightails it out of the Inn to the curious looks of residents, visitors and bystanders alike. Raven's Gate is beyond walking distance to Mog Hill so Cindy manages to get them to and on the El in one piece. Once Ilde is settled on a seat, Cindy drops next to her with one statement, "I couldn't read Sonja."
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With Idle strapped to her back, Cindy hightails it out of the Inn to the curious looks of residents, visitors and bystanders alike. Raven's Gate is beyond walking distance to Mog Hill so Cindy manages to get them to and on the El in one piece. Once Ilde is settled on a seat, Cindy drops next to her with one statement, "I couldn't read Sonja."