Snippet #975817

Henrietta was about to ditch, to leave the boy and his own problems to himself and get on with her duty, but that didn't exactly happen. She could feel a tension in the air, a rising sensation that hit all at once when the boy collapsed to his knees. Spinning '180, Henri quickly took a few steps to the boy, calling out "Hey, are you alright?" It was more of an instinct, having completely dismissed the suspicion she had felt just moments earlier. He recovered quickly, but that single moment still left her completely confused. Taking another step forward, she studied the boy's eyes, muttering "What was that-" Before she could even finish, she stopped. There was something wrong in the air.

When she first approached the boy, she figured he might just be some human thug. Then, when she dismissed him from that, she didn't even take him to be a threat. But now there was something else. She could sense another presence... It seemed almost inhuman, but something about him filled her with an unfamiliar emotion; Complete and utter fear. She didn't let it show though, keeping a stern and cautious face, she studied him as if to ask 'What the hell are you?'