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"Good idea," smiled Koosh as she prepared her group for travel. After ensuring that Pitch was in a position where he would be least likely to fall from the carriage and making sure Alouette was all tucked in she turned the stroller around to face the direction they were traveling in.

In response to Xana's conversation Ally stared back at the boy. When he pulled a face she smiled- how funny it looked! Pitch on the other hand was not content sitting in the stroller and, after Koosh looked away, returned to the edge of the vehicle. He hadn't learned his lesson from before.

"Anemone," Koosh repeated. "Is that also the Annie you were talking of before?" she asked in attempt to piece all the names from the conversation together. Remembering the castles story Cressida had shared only a few minutes earlier Koosh grinned, "She sounds like quite the character!"

Unsure of whether Cressida had a certain cafe in mind Koosh waited to follow her lead.

Pushing her stroller to match the pace Cressida had taken Koosh chuckled, "Goodness! Anemone's clothes habit sounds almost the opposite of little Alouette, here. She's quite the fan of this big coat and I can tell she's going to be the girl trying on mommy's heels." A question popping into her mind Koosh asked, "So do you know what exactly these book-born kids are called?"

Peering down at the stroller Koosh could see Pitch's little head peeking out of the side, eager to watch the landmarks whiz by. Ally, on the other hand, sat contentedly. She had seen all of this stuff when the three had come toward the house. There was no need to see it again.

"Forgotten Documents and daemons," Koosheeka smiled. It was nice to hear information about the two new additions to her family. After all, any information Cressida could provide was new information to Koosh. "Separation..." muttered Koosh, then her face brightened, "which would explain why these two wouldn't stop crying until I let them sleep in the same bed together!"

"Guuuuu," spluttered Alouette, utterly bored. Noticing Pitch's tail in her face she lightly batted at the reel of negatives. Playing along, Pitch maneuvered his tail, narrowly escaping the baby's fists each time she took a swipe.

So much talking, Ally wanted to join in, too! "Pihhhh!" She beamed, proud that she had mimicked the sound. In fact, she was so proud that she wanted to share her success with her companion. Leaning forward she wrapped her arms around Pitch's frail body and smothered him in a hug. "Pihhhh!" She squealed, again.

Pitch, on the other hand, was certainly not having a ball with this strangling business and, with enough wriggling, found himself free of Ally's grasp. Back at the edge of the stroller he reached his popcorn eyes toward Xana, the only one who had gone unexamined.

Koosh, merely the spectator giggled at her daughter's attempts at speaking, "Looks like she wants to be part of the conversation!" Turning to Cressida Koosh added, "So how long did it take for Xana to start speaking pretty well? A couple years?" She was curious how the Forgotten aged.

Koosh bit her lip, Why do I always have to touch upon the sensitive subjects? she chided herself. Matching Cressida's pitch, more out of instinct than reason, Koosh said, "So a fairly normal process? No sudden growth on a given day?"

Pitch sniffed Xana's hand and, with a satisfactory prod on the boy's finger, retreated back to the stroller. Pitch was not sizing up the people, in fact he drew no conclusions from these inspections. Rather he had a curiousity that had to be fed and feed it he did.

She had been in this stroller too long and she wanted to play with the new, nice boy! So it was decided, Ally held her arms toward Xana and began to pout.

((Eeep! What was going through my silly head?! Sorry 'bout that!))

Ally giggled as Quixana kissed the back of her hand. And, upon the title in front of her name squealed. Whatever it was, it sounded good! Beaming at Xana she squeezed his hand back. Only seconds ago threatening to pout and now what a happy girl she was!

While Koosh did not stop the stroller's locomotion, her heart did just about melt. What a gentleman this boy was! "Goodness, what a darling," fawned Koosh as well. "I can't blame you. If he were mine, I don't think I'd ever be able to punish him."

"Does that mean I'm never going to get her out of that heavy coat?" Koosh joked as she continued to push the stroller. Speaking of which, she'd been pushing this thing for what seemed to be a long time. "Are we almost at the cafe?" She asked for the sake of curiousity.

"Oh, what a cute little place!" She commented. "I've never been here before." Chuckling slightly at Xana's attempts she moved to the handle and opened the door. However she didn't steal all of Xana's fun. "Here, now you can hold it open for all of us so the door doesn't hit us when we walk through." She smiled and returned to the stroller.

Alouette clapped upon seeing the new restaurant. A scenery change! And perhaps the Koosh lady would finally let her out of this vehicle.

Taking the stroller to a cozy little corner of the room she parked it at a table, finally unbuckled Alouette from the contraption, and... fell short of absolutely freeing Ally. Waiting for the rest of the group to join her at the table Koosh stood up and said, "Cookies... is there anything else you'd like?" Smiling she added, "It's on me, it's the least I can do for all of your help this afternoon."

So close to freedom! For the time being Ally amused herself by drawing designs with her pudgy finger in the sky. Mid-circle, however, she noticed that Pitch had snuck his way out of the stroller and was now standing atop the table, examining the cafe.