"Oh! Ghana," Madeleine said softly."My home is Ghana." Bobo told them, sighing as he thought about how much he missed that place.
"But if you mean most recent place, I'm from somewhere in the America. But what state, I do not know."
He spoke to Madeleine, but kept his eyes on Sabah. He couldn't bare to ignore her at a time like this, where he could lose the last person who was close to him and dear to him, even if she was only an infant.
"Your accent I don't recognize," Bobo stated, gesturing to Madeleine, "Where did you come from?"
She glanced down at Sabah then to her brother, a thin smile across her lips. Their bond was a close one, undoubtedly, and it made her strangely happy. "Je suis Français—from France. But, je lived dans l'America the past year that je can remember."
(States weren't created in the 1600s, FYI )