[She's afraid at first. Of course she is! Jane reacts to being dropped in the middle of the temple with a strangled yelp and hurriedly gathering her skirt around her knees.]

Oh my... goodness... [It isn't the first time that her curiosity has overcome her fear, and once she has a few moments to gather herself she gets to her feet with her heart still pounding and her stomach in her throat, and she looks.

It's beautiful. This place is beautiful.]

I-- I'm sorry, pardon me-- [She says to the first person walking by, as her fingers trail across a mossy tree branch and her eyes are fixed on a bird she has never seen before.]

What part of Africa is this?

[Good sense tells her not to eat anything she finds here (didn't she hear a fairy story about something like that once?) but as time passes, the hunger begins to gnaw in the pit of her stomach and maybe-- maybe just one little thing couldn't hurt?

Jane is a well-bred woman, and stealing is not high at all on the list of things she wishes to tick off before she dies, but when the peculiar payment of 'your best smile' is requested she can only blink, and then--

Well, then she smiles.]

Well-- like that?

[Good enough, it seems, and a full plate is deposited in her hands. Ever the kind heart, she turns the nearest person;] I say, are you hungry, too?

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