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Who: Ginger
When: Day 1
Where: Ginger carriage

[Good morning, moms! How are you feeling? Scared and confused? Nauseous? Unhappy to be wearing leopard print right now? Well, at least you're not alone...]

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( Good evening(?) fellow moms, your friendly neighborhood doctor has tea made with coffee in the kettle brewing up next, and a fire crackling away merrily to make up for the dim lighting and ominous darkness beyond the glass, lit by some little broken stool or another— tempting as it may have been to use the leopard pajamas as kindling.

No, those are neatly folded at the foot of her bed in favor of the oversized sweater and leggings she's curled up in, for now. Manning the fire from a chair beside it, soaking in the warmth and poking around some of the perishables in a heavy skillet to the best of her ability.

It's clear at a glance she has little sense of what goes together so she hasn't quite seasoned anything besides "pepper", but she has a large stockpot on standby filled with water and she's sprinkling flour on whatever she's chopped up for the skillet. She's going for a stew. (Please, for the love of god, offer additions.) )

Has the nausea caught you as well? A bit of tea there should help settle your stomach, and stew should be done shortly. I couldn't get the door open to access the rest of the train.

( Not by herself, anyway. Stronger security than within the car, she assumes. )