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Sara-Anne followed David's instructions as he ran off, carefully bending onto her knees and looking over him to locate any horribly bad areas that would need immediate attention. Though, it was a challenge. Most of his body seemed in horrible disarray. David came back after a few moments and even Sara had to giggle at how awkward he both looked and acted. He asked if he should carry the new 'slave'.

"Of course, David. You have to carry all the people you buy- don't you ever look over the rules" she said sarcastically with a slight giggle, knowing full well that the new slave on the ground would be confused by her forward and snarky approach to talking with the person who supposedly owned her. The slave in question began to stand, and Sara clapped her hands together and grabbed his arm to help him up. Before just as quickly letting him go and letting him stand on his own, mostly so she could see if he was stable.

"I think I can walk," the male said softly and Sara nodded her head before looking over at David and tilting her head to the exit as if in question. She really didn't want to stay any longer than she had to, but if David wanted to stick around a bit she would stay with him. She really wanted to get back to the large home of David's and tend to the wounds of the newly saved slaves. She knew some of them would need immediate attention or the scars they had could very well get infected and she didn't want to have to end her day without everyone at least checked over.