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[slewthetyrant]

[Martha's free. She doesn't know how, and she doesn't know where she is, but at the moment, that doesn't matter. She's been locked up for months, and the sight of the outdoors is almost enough to bring a smile to her face. Almost.]

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[phoenixchained]

[Locke gives a once over of the woman and decides she looks like she needs a little help.]

Hey, there, you look a little lost. You alright?

[slewthetyrant]

[A little help is a charitable way of putting it, since she looks like she's been in prison for months. Probably because she has been.]

I- [Her voice is hoarse and raspy, and she stops for a moment, making a face at how it sounds] I'm lost, yeah, I suppose. [She's not even trying to answer his question.]

[phoenixchained]

[He's trying not to be rude, she doesn't look like she needs it right now.]

A lot've people seem to be arriving here, lost, it's ok. To be honest, you look like you could use a drink, probably water. How about we start there and I'll let you in on this place as we go. I don't know what you've been through, but, I promise, I'll look out for you while you're here.

[He flashes her a smile and motions for them to walk deeper into the city.

[slewthetyrant]

Thanks. [Martha tries her hardest to give him a smile; she hasn't smiled in a long time, and it feels like her lips can't even remember how.] I'm Martha. Martha Jones. [She walks along with him slowly, her leg muscles complaining with every step.]