Passing by a stand piled high with melons, something began to tug at Gemini's mind. It wasn't anything that she could put her finger on, just a vague but insistent sense that she was being followed. Making some of the cells in her back light receptive so she could see without needing to turn around, she carefully looked for anyone watching her but couldn't see anyone paying her more attention than they should. She tried to tell herself it was nothing, but the feeling just wouldn't go away, in fact it was getting stronger.
Dropping down to one side as if she'd dropped something, her form shrank rapidly, and a second later an insect buzzed onto the underside of the stand, it's multi-faceted eyes watching to see if anyone appeared to investigate her disappearance.
It could be nothing, but it never hurt to be too careful.