[Jade didn't know what she expected, but patience wasn't it. She doesn't want to stay here forever, but the last thing she wants is to return to the children with weepy eyes and on the verge of tears again.

[So she breathes. Calms her nerves. Her hand rests on the back of her forearm, where the burn scars reach up to her shoulder.]

Sudden, but still pathetic. I see corpses all the damned time, but can't even handle the smell of cooked meat sometimes? Makes my stomach turn. [She pauses, attempting a lighter note:] Doubly so with two stomachs right now. That... probably didn't help.

[These bodies feel strange, especially when she becomes aware from time to time of how the extra parts of her twitch and her tail flicks.]