Cowering underneath an umbrella that was far too small for her giant frame, Mira the golem girl shivered as she nervously took a peek upwards every once in a while. You and Roxy shared a rather sympathetic look. Mira was one of the more tolerable patients that escaped, seeing as how she thought the sky itself was going to crash down on her. It was almost childlike in a sense, and the golem gal never actually hurt anybody whenever she got out. Question was, why does she leave sometimes? One would think that Mira found it safest with a roof over her head. Either she had been coaxed outside, or something forced her to.
Roxy swooped down and landed as gently as she could, the golem shying away from her appearance. "Hey Mira! It's me, Roxy, remember? And I even brought Stephen with me."
"Hey Mira." You wave slowly, trying not to move too fast and frighten her.
"R-Roxy? Stephen?" She slowly peeked her head out from under the umbrella.
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