"So, that's it then?" the girl questioned, turning her eyes around towards the man with a curious little tilt of her head and arch of her brow. "We're to just sit back and accept whatever comes? Forget the fact that we've been taken from our homes and our lives and everything that we were once familiar with? Just agree to be the pawns in some cosmic game that's taking place?"
The words weren't spoken so much as a challenge...more as mere, genuine curiosity.
For the first time since she'd gotten in the car, the dancer allowed herself to look at him. Really look at him. That thoughtful stare that she'd been told could at times make a person rather uncomfortable with the level of discernment that rested there.
"You don't strike me as that kind of person."
The observation was blatant - maybe even laughable. After all, she'd only just met the man...had barely spent more than five minutes in the car with him as they fled for their lives from the creature that had been allowed to run rampant in the City. How could she possibly know the kind of person he was or was not?
"Just...something in your aura," she explained with a little shrug as though it were really just that simple. "You have a really strong presence. You're...different somehow. Not sure how. Just...I dunno, something."
It was the observation that might come from a young child. Someone innocent and naive. But she just gave a little smile and shrugged, turning to glance out her window.