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There isn't much standing of the building they emerge into, but it's still got walls to break the worst of the wind, and Nancy's rigged a torn tarpaulin over the hole that used to be a roof.

It's good enough.

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The old man nods.

"They'll be glad of the extra bed, so no one will question my signing you out too much. Come along."

Karolina almost leaps out of bed, laying a soft hand on Nancy's shoulder.

"Everything's OK?"

Nancy looks up at her gratefully and smiles.

"Yeah, Tommy'll be fine. The doctor said it wasn't even broken, just nasty bruising and twisted from where he tried to get out. He's waiting for us outside."

"Oh, good," Karolina says.

"Hey, thanks for letting me help."

Nancy blinks at her. "Why are you thanking me? Would've been a lot harder without you. Thanks for helping."

Karolina lifts one shoulder in a half-shrug.

"It's just nice to get out of the Bar," she says honestly. "And I've never seen London before."

Nancy snorts, quietly, as Dr. Constantine nods to them from the reception desk and they turn to walk out.

"Should've been here two years ago. It was a lot nicer then."

"Lots of things were nicer two years ago," Karolina replies.

"You were still with your parents then?" she asks, looking at the other girl surreptitiously.

"Yeah," Karolina says, glancing down. "And we didn't know what they were."

"It's easier that way sometimes", Nancy says quietly. "Before things change."

"Yeah," Karolina says quietly. "Guess everything changes, though."

Nancy smiles sadly as they come up with the waiting boy, a prudent distance away.

"That it does. Come on, Tommy, we'll take you home."

Karolina grins and offers him a hand. Not for support, just out of friendship.

This time, he's much readier to take it.

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