Bonjour! Bonjour!

Maddie spun in a half circle and walked around for awhile. She stopped in front of Gabrielle d'Estrées et une de ses soeurs. For awhile, the young girl just blinked. What an explicit picture.

"This picture...is painted," she nodded, hands behind her back to add to her professional demeanour, "showing two lesbian lovers in..." she paused, trying to figure out what the hell they were in.

Was that a cradle? A stage or something? What the hell.

"— in an adult-sized cradle. Many people wondered why that was, as it turns out, they were both a little touched."

When Maddie turned around, her eyes immediately halted on the blood trickling down his chin. She rushed to his side to fret over him.

"Kiwi! Why are you bleeding?"

"But...Kiwi...people don't bleed for no reason."

"How did you bite your tongue so hard?"

Maddie tried to hold his chin so she could angle his head for a better view. She was frowning, her eyebrows pulling together in her concern, obviously she wasn't going to drop this.

"Did you bite it? Should we sit down? What should I do? What do you need?"

She began pacing, looking around for something, anything to use.