"There appear to be many of us here. I am.. not necessarily like most of them." Of course, everyone considers themselves to be unique.
She takes another step forward, then places her hands gently on the back of a bench, where they are in plain sight.
A call from the park though. It would seem tis time for her to meet up with Rave and Querry again. A faint sigh, one hand lifts to brush her brow. "I must go." though there's no eagerness in her tone.
Then she is gone, fading into the blackness of the park for that monday night trip through the clubs.