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Nellie was only somewhat surprised when Prince Everett began to stumble away on his own, for she had begun to suppose by now that he had a rather impulsive personality. It didn't stop her from being nervous about the endeavor. The shawl wasn't the best disguise, the Prince still looked more or less like himself but on a desert expedition. Hopefully the hullabaloo surrounding the initial shooting will keep the civilians distracted enough.

Nodding at Jana's remarks, she quickly followed the shewolf and the Prince. Threading through panicking felines with a measured skill, she quickly arrive at his side. "The station is roight that ways, your Highness," Nellie started with a pointed paw, though quickly withdrew it when she realized that the Prince probably very well knew where the capitol's central station was. Resuming the line in an attempt to be more helpful, she quickly added "but that thoroughway is always blocked'en by customs an' guards. Per'aps if wes just circle about a bit we cans jus' come into the station a'long the tracks, an' avoid all the checkpoints for foot traffic."

Nellie gave a quickly glance at Jana, quickly finding the poor scamp more relatable than his highness the prince. Hopefully she didn't get in any trouble for meddling in this affair, at least Nellie would soon be fleeing the city. Hopefully Jana had a way out.