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Maya wanted to give into her instincts, to raise her hackles, bare her teeth, run away, but she was trying so so hard to actually be respectful. Be the daughter her father had raised. Still though, she crossed her arm over her chest protectively, eyed the older woman warily. "Look, I'm fine. Really. I just need to get home, so if you could let me call my dad I'll be on my way and out of your hair ..." She didn't do other adults, didn't trust most aside from the select few that she did, she just wanted out of there.