"Haaah… what a bother this is…" — Irritated by the sudden difficulty, she sighed heavily. Ironing the front of her skirt with tired hands as she pondered once again on the many uncertainties she had in mind about the sister she was to look for.
'… It could be that she simply was mad at what happened… If I were her… what happened yesterday would have annoyed me too…' — Theressa conceived. Still unconfident for the beliefs instilled in her from a young age clashed against those new ones the little time spent with said sister developed.
"…"
The neighbouring path and tents framing it were briefly observed by an unconvinced girl, who now attempted to find a hint of which direction to take to find Marianne's whereabouts.
