Carol

Taking a moment to think it over just a little bit more, Carol felt like the better choice here.

"Hopefully she's receptive to me asking for help." Mabelle thought and calmed herself. Heading to the door, she made her exit. Heading over to Carol's room, she steeled herself for whatever she might ask.

Knocking on the door, Mabelle stepped back. Waiting a moment, Carol opened the door.

"Hi. By any chance do you think you could help me feel like the age I wish to be?" Mabelle announced, only for Carol to pull her inside the room. Compared to her own room, Carol's looked as if it well-suited for an elderly woman. A sewing machine had been set off to the corner, with what looked to be a quilt in progress right beside. Crochet needles had been put beside it. On the other side, a calendar displaying the

"I would love too, Mabelle!" Carol announced, a wave of relief rushing over Mabelle's body. Letting it take hold, it felt quite good. Perhaps this was the right call. "Clearly, you need an activity to reinforce the person you wish to be."

Mabelle nodded, very much learn something to bring her ever closer to her goal.