Argent sensed its master's movement and peeled away obediently, returning to its normal spherical form beside her feet.<br/><br/>The man watched, rather indifferently; this was not the first time he had seen the supernatural. He smiled lightly where he stood, not moving towards her, but instead crouching down so that they were at eye-level.<br/><br/>"We're here to help," was the first thing the man said in fluent French. "There was some trouble at the place you were tutored and the police have reason to look for you. We have spoken to your mother and told her that we are not the police and intend to take you somewhere safe. Even without the police, this place is becoming more dangerous by the day." The man said, making sure that her was crouched to eye level with the girl. "We are the people who have helped your uncle in the past. We know that you are different... better than the rest." He clasped his hands before him, "Would you like our help? If yes, then you must hurry. We will take the next flight out before the sun sets."