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[veryscaryrobot]

It's dark out back, by the lake, and the night breezes carries a series of clanking sounds.

Someone is kneeling by the water's edge, carefully assembling a machine. Up close, it looks a little like something Hayao Miyazaki and Diana Wynne Jones might vomit up, if they were in the habit of conjoined vomiting. Which they probably aren't.

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[talkstohats]

Passing by on her way home, Sophie wonders absently why someone is making a small model of their castle.

(Probably a tourist souvenir.)

[seewhatyoumean]

Cass does not know much about Miyazaki. Or Jones. Or machines, really. Or, for that matter, conjoined vomiting.

She does, however, know that the someone at the water's edge is familiarly weird.

Which is totally a valid personal descriptor.

[veryscaryrobot]

Cameron looks up.

And keeps looking, expressionlessly.

[seewhatyoumean]

Cass looks right on back. She has an expression though. And in one of those insanely rare metaphysical instances, that expression can be represented by an emoticon with what is essentially one hundred percent fidelity.

:| goes Cass' face. (Including the ninety degree head-tilt.)