[action | shelter kitchen]
[Felicia, sixteen and completely human (although still in her full robes), has come to the kitchen for a glass of water, because she's finally got this "walking" thing mostly figured out. She pauses in the doorway, leaning against it a little for balance, noting Helix and wondering if she reeeally wants to come inside, after all. Wait... what's that twitching under his hood? She squints at him. Will he feel her eyes on him and turn around?]