Normally, you wouldn't find a redhead at the tea bar-- you'd find two. It's rare for Dana to be here without Missy, but this afternoon, Melissa had found other trouble to get into, and so the younger Scully is drinking alone. (Drinking tea, that is.) She's idly reading through a mimeographed pamphlet on something called Reiki, but she glances up as the stranger's shadow falls over her.
She can't help glancing around reflexively, as though he might be talking to someone else, and immediately feels sheepish for doing so. She doesn't recognize the boy-- he might be her age, maybe older; he's tall, but who isn't tall from her perspective? But that doesn't mean much, as she doesn't know most of the kids in Craiger.
"Me? No-- ah, I'm not sure where Carinda went but I'm sure she'll be back soon..."
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She can't help glancing around reflexively, as though he might be talking to someone else, and immediately feels sheepish for doing so. She doesn't recognize the boy-- he might be her age, maybe older; he's tall, but who isn't tall from her perspective? But that doesn't mean much, as she doesn't know most of the kids in Craiger.
"Me? No-- ah, I'm not sure where Carinda went but I'm sure she'll be back soon..."
She offers a little smile, feeling a bit shy.