Speaking of the other worldly girl someone is coming up the stair well with a bag filled with fresh foods. Ready to be cooked. She peered around and gave them a small friendly wave.
"Hey Jack." It took her a moment to realize who else was here. She's been pretty much trailing between tired and awake since the car bombing. "Um...Hi Dad. Hi Mrs Murdock. I brought food to make for breakfast? I thought you'd like that."
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