"No problem," Pyrrhus said with a smile. "Everyone has that little bugaboo, the monster under the bed. Even though we know it's not real, there's that one part of the mind that refuses to play well with the rest." Everything was going well, although he had to look down at her when she whirled suddenly. "What's going on?" he said, concerned, as the bell rang, indicating their stop. With all the crazy things going on around here, the last thing they needed was to have the normals hearing or sensing things too.