"Maybe," Alexa admitted with a small nod. "He warned that strange things happened in this building." Not that she'd seen the janitor yet, not that she'd met many people yet. All she had, was the word of one man she felt she could trust and this strange piece of fur with two words burned into the leather. "Maybe this is one of them." Maybe.
Her conviction that this was all an elaborate hoax, seeped away from her the longer she held it. "Do you feel weird?" Strange how a couple of words could also convey emotions in a casual, offhanded manner.