( This seems to still and startle her, the hand she was only just raising to nervously slip her hair aside stopping mid-air. She watches him, like a hunted animal, eyes bright and white and feral.
And suspicion finally begins to eat at her. )
what are you...? Who are you? You're not one of us, are you?
( No, he speaks so hatefully, so impatiently. He cannot be of their kind. )
no subject
...haunt you?
( This seems to still and startle her, the hand she was only just raising to nervously slip her hair aside stopping mid-air. She watches him, like a hunted animal, eyes bright and white and feral.
And suspicion finally begins to eat at her. )
what are you...? Who are you? You're not one of us, are you?
( No, he speaks so hatefully, so impatiently. He cannot be of their kind. )