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All Sophie could do was watch in bewilderment as this stranger pushed his way around her and grabbed Quin's wrist. Quin shot Sophie a look that mirrored her own confusion, to which she could only shrug in response. Then, as quickly as the young man had arrived, he shook himself and hurried away. Sophie followed him with her eyes for a moment, mouth slightly agape. "Uh..."

Then, Quin changed the subject, and Sophie pretended to listen as the Caretaker planned out a diet for her. Vitamins and oatmeal - delicious. Luckily for Sophie, the lecture was interrupted by a clatter, and Quin rushed away to the source of it. Sophie spared a quick glance in that direction, confirming that she was occupied with helping the stranger, and then she made for the pudding tray.

Once she had filled up her plate with toast, powdered egg substitute, and a satisfactory amount of sweets, Sophie plopped down in a seat beside Nick. "I'm not sure what just happened there, but I guess we just met our other roommate."

Sophie wasn't all too sure how she felt about Quin as of yet. Obviously, Sophie would now always be in the presence of her own personal babysitter - and just when she had escaped the grasp of her parents. That, and the girl had an air of strange mystery about her. How had she deduced Sophie's problem (she couldn't bring herself to even think the word "pregnancy") so quickly? Had Dr. Lockhart told Quin something, or had she truly figured it out herself?

After taking a few silent bites of pudding, Sophie decided to change the subject. "Um, Nick. It sounded like you were going to ask me something before all the commotion. What was it you were going to say?"