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[You can smell smoke.

This is not usually a good development, so it's natural that no matter where you are in the mansion, you'd stop what you're doing and look around. Maybe glance towards the open window and catch sight of a plume of grey smoke in the distance. Glancing out of the window, you can see that there is a small -- shed? shack? At this distance it's hard to tell -- building erected on the lawn.

In front of it a small campfire is burning brightly. There's no sign of anyone tending it. Do you invest--

Sorry. Silly question! Forgot who I was talking to a moment there.

Of course you investigate.]

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Isabelline or Isa. I'm Conan.

Nice to meet you, Conan-kun.

[Conan nodded, inwardly debating. He'd come back, intending to cook the rabbit he'd caught earlier over the fire, but whether there'd be enough for both of them, or if Isabelline would even want to eat fire-cooked rabbit after what he'd seen in the mansion ...]

Are you hungry?

Only if you have enough for leftovers.

[Glancing him over. She's skinnier than she should be, herself, but him…]

[Conan looks relatively healthy, if more tanned and grubbier than he is usally -- but this kid is never going to look anything but weedy, alas.]

It's rabbit, so the fire needs to burn down, and even then it'll be a while to cook. We can look for something to go with it.

Alright! That should be fun.

[Conan's encouraged by Isabelline's smile.]

Do you remember how to look for mushrooms?

[Guess who is still struggling with this alternate universe concept?]

[she doesn't really mind it; this place can be ridiculously confusing, especially for the first few visits.]

I got pretty good at foraging while I was in Sabra.

What's Sabra?

[Conan's going to shift his dead rabbit inside, out of the sun, and check that the fire is still burning out. He doesn't like to leave it, but he's done all he can to make sure it's unlikely to spread. Preparations made, he'll lead the way across the lawn to where a --

How long has there been a wood there?]

Somewhere else. It's, um, it's hard to explain.

[… … Well, then. If she hadn't been stuck in the Mansion for a while now, she would've found that more disturbing. As it is, she just gives it a determined look.]

Do you want me to look for anything more than mushrooms?

Sometimes you can find fruit, berries, or birds nests.

[Conan might have shunned the mansion, but he's explored the woods enough to feel confident in them.] I checked that direction before, so let's try this way.

[Will follow him, grip on her mopstaff tight, but otherwise easy-going and trusting.]

Is there anything dangerous in here?

I didn't see any traces of big animals, but it's better to be careful! I think the most likely is snakes.

[there's a small twitch at the word.]

Ughhh… Well, we'll be okay.

Mm! Stick close, okay?

[And foraging we go -- the forest is rich with earthy smells and distant birdsong, and it's not too long before they turn up a log speckled with mushrooms.]

[... Moving closer to examine them.]

These are pretty different from the mushrooms I got used to.

Do you think so?

((ooc: It occurs to me that we should decide whether this is Japanese forest or forest that travelled with Conan from the American North West -- any preference?))