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Lacross stared up, up at a clear view at the moon. The ever present eye that he saw when he was awake and watched over him through the night. He smiled at the moon's light shining on the group that had gathered here. That is, until an ear piercing broke his line of thinking. It was molly, seemingly her body had locked up on her self. For a moment, he was about to shake her, seeing as it caused sadie irritation. Then he started to look where she was looking. She was desperat about something, and looking straight at the silver haired boy. She wanted his attention, yet Sadie was missinturprating it. He knew how to speak without words, interpretation was the key.

"Sadie, I don't it's yours she wants." she said with his eyes pointing toward molly's eyes as he turned to her. He put a hand on molly's shoulder, whispering something under his breath. His eyes closed, the whispering turning into a low hum that turned into a tune of some sort. He was trying to calm her, trying to help her in a why he knew how. Softly tapping his nails on her back as he did. He fell into a trance-like state, he eyes where closed and the humming continued but he started to sway back and forth some.