Max was shocked. How old was this girl anyway? Twelve? Max herself had seen how the government could react over things they weren't used to, that was a hell she wished upon no one. She had thought she was being helpful. "Do you have any idea what you're saying? God, what are you, two?" She glared at the girl sitting in front of her, hoping to insult some common sense into her. Max knew a lot of weird folks had found their way to L.A., and that alone was going to worry the government, did the girl really need to worsen the situation? Call more attention?
"I've seen what happens, kid. You may not be worried now, but you would be if they got involved. They hate anything different, anything science or religion can't accurately explain."