[ Saten looks up as he approaches, suddenly acutely aware of the stranger's presence. She's never felt a darkened soul before, so it registers as something strange. She can feel the shadow he's carrying that somehow has no discernible origin. The light isn't anything she can pick up on, except to dull the darkness. It's altogether entirely unfamiliar.
She's so distracted that she doesn't even register his question. Instead she's fixed on him with a questioning look, trying to figure out just what his deal is. ]
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She's so distracted that she doesn't even register his question. Instead she's fixed on him with a questioning look, trying to figure out just what his deal is. ]