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It was probably safe.
The bar was...unusually reticent, in the lower layers of her mind (and she hadn't pried further; she wasn't sure if she'd be noticed; she wasn't sure if offending would get her kicked out, and regardless of whether it was actually safe it was safer than anywhere else she'd been for the past...three years?) so she couldn't be sure this place wasn't really a trap of some kind, but the higher layers gave a plausible explanation that didn't involve being a trap, and whatever else it was warm and dry and had food. Her guard was probably a full 25% down. Positively trusting, these days.
whatamithinking
whatamithinking
"Mostly by my sister while teasing me! But yes." Emily has since left, presumably for whatever she was leaving the house for in the first place and/or to inform their parents that the door was currently translocated.
onceandforall
"So are we going to abscond upstairs again at some point or was that a one time thing."
mutatis_mutandis
"So this is Milliways. And you're Bella. It's good to finally meet you; our daughter's had nothing but good things to say about you."
ragexserenity
"You're the first person she's had this strong a crush on who wasn't a fictional character."
mutatis_mutandis
"So we wanted to meet you now, since we can't rely on being able to do so in the future."
mutatis_mutandis
"Hello. My name is Charlotte, and this is my husband Erik. Edie tells us you're a completely different kind of magical girl with a rather unfortunate home situation. What did you do before saving the world from deceptively fuzzy aliens and the results of their evil emotion-vampire system?"