She swore under her breath. When she did the same thing to other people before, they didn't notice anything. Yet, talking to him was making memories come back. Memories of a child she had looked in the eyes and saw the most terrible real seeming nightmares playing in her mind. Maybe it was someone that she had failed with, and she was feeling she was failing with you. But who knows, maybe there was more than that. A small spark, he had played a part in her nightmare.<br/>"I am not doing anything but following you, is that a real trouble?"<br/>She took a breath, wondering if she should tell him how she felt. He probably wouldn't care...she is a half demon. One that would be trouble in his book.<br/>"Long ago a child gave me this nightmare..."<br/>she started, then clamped her mouth down  then leaned her head  down.<br/>"I will not trouble you with my self anymore."<br/>Despite her boredom, her  loneliness she shuffled off.