Adeline frowned, an alarm setting off in the back of her head. Something was off. Really off. She stared at him for a long moment, her dull eyes boring into his. And then she blinked and shook off the feeling. Her whole life had just fallen askew, of  course everything felt wrong.<br/><br/>"Right, well, nice to meet you," she mumbled, shrugging off his coat and handing it over. She kicked off her heels, bending over to gather both her heels and  gathering the end of her floor-length dress in her hands to hitch it up.  "Don't die in a fire," she huffed dryly, turning to walk towards the nearest subway line. Vincent could be dead, right now. Tommas certainly was. And Victoria. She liked them well enough, and now... now she needed to catch the next subway. One thing at a time, she would do one... thing... at a time...<br/><br/>The next subway was at 3. If she walked fast enough, she could make it.<br/><br/>She hiked up her skirt and ran.