He looks down at the ground, ashamed. "I'm sorry." Deany mumbles.
"Whe' a we?" Amber asks looking around, her black hair sticking to the back of her nightgown.
"Military Island, my home." Deany tells her, she looks at him quizzically.
"Whe's my home?"
"You live back there." He says pointing to the mainland. She follows his finger and looks.
"Oh!" She looks back at him. "Tanks!" She squeeks before taking off in that direction.
"Wait!" She stops and swings around. Looking at him expectantly. "Do you want me to show you?"
She thinks for a moment, "Yeah, maybay." She says happily. He runs up to her and grabs her hand and they walk back to her home.
Deany and Amber and stopped by patroling citizens.
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