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That little blue one is singing a lullaby.

[She lets her eyes drift shut a little] A sweet little lullaby.

They're good at that...

[And he's just listening, swaying a little to the music he hears]

They are. Sometimes I'm sad so few can hear them.

Yeah. Sometimes... But I think they'd hear it if they were supposed to, I think. And they probably hear things we don't.

[trips over the person laying in the grass, woops.]

Yeah, probably.

[She can't help but smile] Things the psychics don't hear? I suppose it happens.

[She jumps a little, usually more aware of where people are than that.] Oh, sorry!

Course it happens... I dunno about you, but I get too busy listening to the stars that I miss what the Ghosts are saying...

[Aaron falls rather ungracefully on his ass. Oh wait, this is an excuse to be an attention whore. His hands go to his nose.]

Shitt-

[His voice is muffled by his hands.]

I think you broke my fuckin' nose.

It's usually not stars with me. It's usually the cats distracting me.

[Yeah, empath. She would have noticed that level of pain. She can indulge your attention whore desire a bit though.]

I didn't think so, but let me see. [She sits up and touches one of his hands gently.]

Why no Cats tonight?

Oh. Shadow is keeping track of someone from my past to find out what they're doing in town. There are others around, they just aren't feeling social yet.

Someone from your past.... here to cause trouble?

[He's got a vague frown of concern, and making a point not to LOOK and see if it will be trouble or not. None of his business if she doesn't want it to be...]

[The jig is up! But, well, he doesn't know that. He yanks his hands away in a ridiculous childlike gesture.]

Psyche!

[wow what a moron this kid is.]

I don't know. That's what troubles me.

[She frowns a little, brushes her hair back.]

If he figures out I'm still here it'll be trouble for me. He's under the impression I've crossed the border. I expect he's here to try and figure out why his people keep going missing. This is the last place he found me before he was told I moved again.

[She sighs and closes her eyes. The next is just a thought, but it's thought loudly enough that she clearly doesn't mind him catching it.] I'm going to have to tell Vlad...

[She can't help but laugh at the childlike way he does it. Her constant companion for years has been a bastard cat, she doesn't see things as a human anymore.]

Do you really need the attention that badly?

I ain't... much good when it comes to stuff like this...

[He's thinking hard, trying to think what he can do, given he's not really supposed to get involved with other people's trouble, but she's a girl, and she might be in trouble and... that's not right.]

But if you need help... you just gotta ask.

If I need help, I promise I'll let you know.

Okay, good. Dunno if I'll be much good, but friends gotta stick together, right?

Of course! And I'm glad to have my friends.

Best thing in the world to have. Except maybe for Beer. Or maybe friends and Beer are the best.

[She laughs and smiles brightly.] It's a pretty good combination, I admit.

[He just has to grin and nod]

Best thing. And then the next best are friends or beer on their own.