[Something strange is approaching. That is the only way Cheyenne can possibly thing to describe it. Three seemingly distinct souls standing together is if occupying the same space... she doesn't even have to turn her head to "see".]
[It takes a moment for her to realize she'd been spoken to.]
I have grown accustomed to sitting in such places as these. I am in no danger of falling, I assure you.
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[It takes a moment for her to realize she'd been spoken to.]
I have grown accustomed to sitting in such places as these. I am in no danger of falling, I assure you.