[ Lauralae does not look as afraid as, perhaps, she should be. Her head is tilted and her eyes are up, taking it all in. She's desperately curious about every sight and sound she takes in, almost forgetting that she's walking out with someone else.
Jumping at the flames, she draws her arms against herself, twitching a little with a sharp noise before she moves forward. ]
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Jumping at the flames, she draws her arms against herself, twitching a little with a sharp noise before she moves forward. ]
They are hungry.