Plans take time, if done right. And this world doesn't need every second of her attention, nor do her children. The eldest can take watch for a few nights as she makes her rounds, exploring, getting a feel for this newer Earth. It's still the same really. Just messier, more full of Daddy's little cockroaches. They were stubborn, she'd give them that. But all it ever was, was an ever revolving story. The same thing, over and over again.
So when something new happens? A few murders out of no where, comical almost... Oh, she has to go see what they're getting up to. She knows it isn't a human. But it certainly isn't one of her own. So just who is having so much fun down here? Uncaring for their Father's absence or Michael's right hook?
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So when something new happens? A few murders out of no where, comical almost... Oh, she has to go see what they're getting up to. She knows it isn't a human. But it certainly isn't one of her own. So just who is having so much fun down here? Uncaring for their Father's absence or Michael's right hook?