"If I can help, I'm glad to. Contrary to popular belief I'm not Kang or some mutli-headed demon monster come to eat the world." She paused. "Sorry about your daughter."
Marie Claire was quiet a moment. She hadn't intended on making contact at all with her 'family' while here specifically to avoid this sort of thing and now she felt all bad. Her kid was missing and now she was here.
"What's the best place around here to buy a pair o shoes and where can I go to get just a small bit of gold exchanged for cash to buy said pair of shoes? It's a habit. Also, that damn tree scuffed these and I can't go back home looking ragged. The tabloids would looooooove that: Van Dyne heir looks dishevelled!"
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