((Ahh, Bubbles my dear friend, you mistook my sentiment-I meant merely that that was what the lads WANTED to happen-but, if the cap fits *raises a mischievous eyebrow at her cambion compatriate*))
Following EO's lead, I wandered along amongst the rest of the group. Was I being paranoid, or did I just see a small, knowing smile cross Bubbles's face? I shrugged mentally-she seemed to love mischief, that was for sure, although, did her fascinating eyes linger a little too knowingly on Tommy's receding back view? Probably just reading too much into it, I told myself sharply. After all, they'd been through a lot together. I hoped that we'd meet up with the other catacombs group before long-I was getting concerned for Kimmy again. Something told me that Krys would keep a stern eye on her, but, well, I couldn't help worrying that the part kender in her would cause chaos again. Trusting to what I knew of her, I hoped she was OK.
