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Karen was still a little nervous around Kang, and quiet, even after spending a couple of days with him, and he couldn't really blame her. At least she wasn't terrified of him anymore, and she wasn't all that difficult to watch over. He'd even managed to find a few things to help keep her entertained in Possessions (the Fairplay memories were definitely coming in handy in this case; he wouldn't have known what type of things human children typically liked to do otherwise).

He had duties at the tavern, though, and decided to bring her along with him. She'd offered to help him out, but there really wasn't anything a child as young as her could do, so he'd handed her some paper and crayons and set her up at a table next to the bar, asking her to draw some pictures for the tavern. That way, she was occupied and out of the way, and still felt that she was doing something to help.

He made sure to keep an eye on her as he went about his usual business, checking up on her every now and then to make sure she wasn't bored.

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At least someone understood her. "I guess they just want me to be safe. I do wish they asked me, though..." she said regretfully. "It was never dangerous like this back home."

"Want me to talk to 'em about it? Is there someone else you'd rather stay with?"

Well, if it couldn't be Aftran or Tom... "Um, my friend Tom's friends Sam and Dean are really nice. I haven't gotten to ask them if they'd want me to stay there, though."

"If you want, I could talk to them and then talk to Kang about it. Would you like me to do that for you?"

"Um--" Karen looked down shyly. "But you're on the Security team... aren't you really busy?"

"Our job is to help people, sweetheart. Sometimes that job's making sure kids go places where they're safe and happy if we can. So this is just part of my job, just like everything else I do," she said. "And aside from that, I just wanna do it. You ever just wanna do something 'cause you know it's nice? It would only take a few messages, anyway--I don't mind doing it at all."

That convinced her. She nodded, then, and replied, "Um-- well, okay, then. Thank you very much!" Yes, she still had her manners. "I 'ppreciate it."

"No prob, kid. I'll talk to 'em and let you know how it goes. You ever need anything else, you let me know, okay?"

She slid the paper over to her in the meantime. Crude figures much like Karen's own were there, though slightly neater. It was drawn more like someone drawing something crude on purpose when they were more than capable of drawing with accuracy.

It was of a boy, sleeping in what looked like blue grass, with a woman nearby, smiling. Very cute. A picture of family, maybe. Though they weren't colored in, their outlines where their skin was supposed to be were green, as if their skin was meant to be that color.

"It's supposed to be a mom singing a lullaby, you know? You wanna dress this one up and make it prettier, maybe? I think it could use your touch. I'm not the best at art."

It was like a weight had been lifted off the girl's shoulders. She sat up straight and smiled more easily, now.

When Zam slid the paper over to her, she looked down. Her smile faltered a little; a mother and son? Now that she thought about it, her own mother was still in the pods... she hoped. "O-okay. I'll make it really pretty." She looked back up. "It looks good, though."

"Thanks, kiddo. I'm gonna go see about hunting down this Sam and Dean for you, okay?" she said, getting up and flashing her a big warm smile. "I'll see ya' around."

"Bye, Zam!" Karen waved and grinned, then as soon as the woman had left set to work filling in the picture. She colored the skin in pink, and wondered why Zam had outlined it in green instead of black.