[Dahlia turns to face the young woman, schooling her expression, and offering a placating smile. She leans on her parasol, trying not to get it any dirtier than it already was, but white and dirt don't really go well together.]
Unfortunately, I'm not sure. I've been trying to find the way back myself. [She says softly, sighing all the while as she rests her hand on her cheek.] The cemetery looked so small...
[And she couldn't resist walking through the graveyard - but that was...some time ago. Now she wanted out.]
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[Dahlia turns to face the young woman, schooling her expression, and offering a placating smile. She leans on her parasol, trying not to get it any dirtier than it already was, but white and dirt don't really go well together.]
Unfortunately, I'm not sure. I've been trying to find the way back myself. [She says softly, sighing all the while as she rests her hand on her cheek.] The cemetery looked so small...
[And she couldn't resist walking through the graveyard - but that was...some time ago. Now she wanted out.]