"Lost?" Irie's eyes feel on the boy, a frown on her delicate lips as she stared. The boy was slightly taller, and by slightly she meant about half an inch. If that. His looks struck her as more of a night creature, though he had the feel of any other human...
Except...
there was a feeling of death that lingered. Peculiar.
"Where are you trying to go?" Peculiar was no reason not to try to help, was it?