[Maybe they're simple things, adding the supposed time to bake to the promise that she might be able to care for children here, but... it makes "Carmine" smile just a tiny bit more, barely noticeable but there. Something even simpler, just the word "we'll", as if this woman would accompany her into this new, strange world...
She falls silent as she eats, slow and moving at her own pace as Ciel had said she could. But it isn't an awkward silence, she didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all, just... quiet, as she chews on bites of jerky and bread, occasionally taking a drink.
Perhaps it was strange, that she didn't ask more questions or seem bothered by the odd turn of events. But no matter what she's told now... Just like when MI6 had come for her, when PANDORA had been prepared to experiment on her, when the Syndicate had taken her...
She just allows it to happen. What was she going to do? Run? When she finishes the last bite, each one savored in her subtle way...]
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She falls silent as she eats, slow and moving at her own pace as Ciel had said she could. But it isn't an awkward silence, she didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all, just... quiet, as she chews on bites of jerky and bread, occasionally taking a drink.
Perhaps it was strange, that she didn't ask more questions or seem bothered by the odd turn of events. But no matter what she's told now... Just like when MI6 had come for her, when PANDORA had been prepared to experiment on her, when the Syndicate had taken her...
She just allows it to happen. What was she going to do? Run? When she finishes the last bite, each one savored in her subtle way...]
... What's the last thing... ?