[Some tell-tale signs of a problem were so obvious that even a ditzy 20-something would catch notice of them with enough time and exposure. While Felicia didn't know the full details, she did recall the many, many times Lara had returned to town with unexplained injuries, and her knowledge of weapon handling was so finely honed that it was beyond the skills of a mere layman anymore.

But, Felicia didn't need to know the details either. She trusted Lara, and knew that the details would come to light in their own time. Forcing the issue had the potential to ruin a friendship that she cherished, and she didn't want to risk that.

Lara's happiness meant the world to Felicia-- and seeing Lara like this made her nerves tremble with worry.]

I was-- but it's well passed time that you should have checked in, [Felicia said, unflinchingly stepping forward while she pulled a clean towel out of her bag.] I got worried. We'll have big trouble if anything happens out here.

[She looked up, blue eyes meeting Lara's with a firm determination that was uncommon with her dreamy demeanor.

There were times when even the Fool needed to be serious. This was one of them.]