Can I quit now? Can I come home? ... I'm trapped now, please rescue me.

If you get the order to evacuate, please take us seriously. We do not want to have to rescue people out of attics.

The door opened. She looked in the mirror and suppressed a curse. Slipping in behind some tourists, that winged shadow was back again. Karou rose and made for the bathroom, where she took the note that Kishmish had come to deliver.

Again it bore a single word. But this time the word was Please.

When you go looking for rescue, you end up trapped in your own weakness.

She's mostly concerned with (her children) moving on. She's spending time now trying to make memories so they remember who their grandma was.

My eyes must certainly be deceiving me. You look fabulous _ and I'm not talking the makeup.