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Matt was at St. Agnes again, wanting to drop of extra supplies to the church so they could continue to care for those who had nowhere else to go. While he was there, he couldnât help overhear a couple of the nuns whispering.Â
âIt has been there for a couple of days now.â âDo you think we should say something? Maybe they need help?â âIâm worried they are tired of waiting for the courts to be able to decide things.âÂ
Matt understood the nuns worries. The orphanage raised children like him who hadnât had parents, but also housed children who had been taken from their parents for a variety of reasons. This wouldnât be the first time someone wanted to speed up the process. âI was about to leave anyhow. I can see what they want,â Matt offered. Both of them had been there when heâd been brought in after Midland Circle and knew he was more than he seemed. Heâd be able to take care of a lot of troubling people and that was before his current transformation. âWe couldnât ask-â
âYou arenât. Iâm offering,â Matt assured, offering a smile. âIt really is the least I could do for all of you.â After all of the chaos they went through, it was nice to investigate a car. It was almost boringly normal and he found he wanted more situations that would be so easily handled. While Matt approached the car, he listened carefully to whoever was inside. Finding the person to be a woman who was roughly his age and currently asleep, he thought that she was most likely not there to cause any violence. He rapped sharply on her window to wake her and backed up so she would have room to get out and time to clearly see that he was blind and not a threat. Matt heard her whisper to herself and hid his frown. He had no idea why an agent of any group would be outside of the orphanage at a time like this. âThe nuns inside the church wanted to ask you that question,â Matt offered softly. âThey noticed youâve been outside for a couple of days and wanted to know if you needed help.â Though his words were polite, there was an edge to them to warn that if she wanted to help herself to something that wasnât offered that she should move on and find somewhere else to hit up.
So thatâs what it was. Not moving the car or at least driving around the block had been a huge oversight, but getting gas would draw unwanted attention considering the indefinite quarantine that the dome provided. Daisy quickly did her best to look embarrassed, running a hand through her slightly messed up hair with a dismissive laugh. He looked like any normal civilian and she could respect a protective streak for the church. âAh, no Iâm okay. I must have lost track of time...â
Dark eyes darted towards the ignition, lacking any keys and wires exposed. Only small favors had sent someone blind to check out the loiterer than actually calling the cops. Daisy sat up straighter, squinting at the man with a small inkling of familiarity that quickly passed. âI was just passing through town visiting a friend before all this happened.âÂ
Large sweeping gestures helped to distract from the half truths, however such actions seemed useless on the man before her. Thankfully the evidence in the car only backed up her claims with empty food and drink containers littering the floor. A mound of clothes formed a lumpy pillow in the back seat next to her defunct lap top for when she decided to climb back for some actual rest.Â
âAnyways, thanks for looking out but Iâll be okay. Let âem know I didnât mean to step on anyoneâs toes.âÂ

















