{Fifty-Four ~ Anyone Seen My Angel?} {Audio//French}
Wh-where am I? Madame Giry? Meg? Angel? Where are you?
[She pauses and sniffles a little, frightened and upset but not yet quite ready to start sobbing.]
Please... where am I? I need to go back to the Opera Populaire, or I'll be in trouble!
Help me, Angel.
...I wish Papa was here.
[A longer pause, and when Christine speaks again, she sounds a little perkier. ADD go.]
Oh, this necklace is so pretty! Can I... can I keep it? Is that alright?
[OOC: Chrissie is mentally and physically about nine years old. And yeah, she still thinks Erik is the Angel of Music.]
[She pauses and sniffles a little, frightened and upset but not yet quite ready to start sobbing.]
Please... where am I? I need to go back to the Opera Populaire, or I'll be in trouble!
Help me, Angel.
...I wish Papa was here.
[A longer pause, and when Christine speaks again, she sounds a little perkier. ADD go.]
Oh, this necklace is so pretty! Can I... can I keep it? Is that alright?
[OOC: Chrissie is mentally and physically about nine years old. And yeah, she still thinks Erik is the Angel of Music.]