"That is nice," Cecily said. "And this one lives here, in Manta Carlos. Where he is right now. They are not near London, so he will need to wait to go home."
Lance sighed and smiled. "This... I'm sure isn't a first occurrence." He told Leo, patting his shoulder to try and keep him calm. "When you've lived here for a few years, you don't question anything... Like I said before, we get you to a nurse, maybe some teachers, we can probably sort everything out... As for WHERE this is..." He looked off toward the sky. "I... have no idea. It kinda... is where it wants to be I guess. Won't affect you getting home anyway, so don't worry too much."
"What a silly sky boy he is!" Doll Girl sang, reaching out as if to touch him, but not going the full distance. He hadn't liked being touched last time. "They know fantasy magic. Sky boy must too if he is here."
When Leo looked back, Cecily was still there, looking at the spot he had been in previously. She looked up and peered around in search of him. When she located him, Doll Girl proceeded to walk over casually. She knelt in front of him, her face a mere inch from his. Again, the living doll didn't understand the concept of personal space. Not even a little.
Doll Girl grinned as she reached forward to take Leo's hand and let him feel her skin. It had no pores. It was smooth and cool like heavy porcelain. She had no fingerprints; she lifted her baggy shirt part ways to show that she also featured no belly button.
