Wonderful description. It makes it so tangible, I feel like I'm there. My goal exactly. Thank you very much. Well, she's an intelligent kid. She's bound to notice sooner or later, I just hope she doesn't get into devastating trouble because of it... Let's see, is there any character in the universe of Sweeney Todd and his irrepressively strange cohorts who has not gotten into devastating trouble? You know what word always makes me laugh? "Tonsorial". It's such a ridiculous-sounding word, I love it! I know, so do I. I sort of think it's somewhat creepy-sounding, as well. But maybe it's only creepy-sounding to me, because I don't have any tonsils, so it elicits bad memories. Still, I crack up during the film version of ST when Bamford says the word "tonsorial". The way he says it is hilarious. You've managed to get the atmosphere just right; I have this constant nail-biting worry for Margaret even as I'm reading her inner monologues, which is exactly what I want to see in a fic like this. So it's not compartmentalized? Dang, that's just so delectably (um... maybe I shouldn't be using that word...) creepy! Delectable, but obviously not so undetectable! I like the uneasy friendship between these two. Maybe it's reminiscent of a certain uneasy alliance between a barber and a baker? I love, that for someone who has a good grip on her logic and her observations, she still takes some things really literally. Yep, I'm trying to remind the reader that while she's really smart and brave and logical and all that good hero stuff, she's still a really little kid, and there's only so much she can do to influence her surroundings, and only so much that she can actually understand. If we're where I think we are in the story... uh oh... Indeed we are. Major uh oh. Great job, QGR! Thanks, Idri. P.S. If I may take this opportunity to remind a certain lovely someone that she has two PMs from a Miss Idrelle Miocovani that need to be replied to. Sometime, when said lovely person has the time. Flattery will get you nowhere.